I'm Sorry

There are people and there are special people. And some are so special, that you don’t see beyond them. It’s these people, the one’s closest to you, that you end up hurting, intentionally or unintentionally, you’re so close to them that you take this liberty (unfortunately). Words flow, bitterness grows, hearts get broken and friendships go sore.
All said and done you realise you were wrong. What do you do? Say sorry of course. And then, just hope against hope that it works.

I’m sorry 

For all the times I hurt you
For all the things I said to you
For all the days I shunned you
I’m sorry.

For all the times I didn’t care
For all things I didn’t do
For all the days you cried through
I’m sorry.

For all the times you explained
For all the things I didn’t believe
For all the days I stayed away
I’m sorry.

For all the times I doubted you
For all the times I questioned you
For all the days I troubled you
I’m sorry.

If only sorry was a magic word
But sadly it isn’t so
It doesn’t fix broken hearts
Or bruises or sores.
If only sorry could heal and mend
If only sorry could erase pain
If only sorry could turn the clock around
I’d use it in plenty right now.
Hey buddy...I'm sorry.