Sparkatale

She's been sitting in her misery.
Her tears have finally went dead.
Writing out drafts of an apology
And the confessions in her head.

Puts a pencil in her shaky hand;
Chews on her lip, makes it blue.
More tears on the paper land,
And she starts, "Hello you."

"Hello you, this is my confession
Of all the thoughts I should have said.
You are my heart's obsession,
But I seemed to hurt you instead.

I was wrong, as I tend to be
But... God, I never meant you harm.
It's always later do I see
That I'm under evil's lying charm.

I sit here and pray to go back in time
To take back all the horrible things.
I want to apologize for my nasty crime
And all the sadness that it brings."

She puts the pencil down for just a bit
To catch her breath and wipe her eyes
Then resumes again with sharper wit
Writes more through stifled cries.

"Hello you, it's just me again—
The one who sees the world in you.
I guess on me you can't always depend,
But know my love is strong and true.

Sometimes I know it has to seem
That I don't seem to really care.
But you reside in my every dream
And I know you're always there.

I wish I was a better, stronger soul
For when you fall upon the ground...
Oh, my love, you make my entire world
Even when you're not around...

I know today I made a huge mistake
And left a hole within your heart.
But know my love will never be fake
And this apology is where I start

To show just how much you mean to me.
I'll never make this error go away,
But I hope my sincerity you can see
And know I want you so badly to stay."

She finishes while laying in her bed,
"Hello you, this is my confession,
And this is what I should have said.
I love you. You are my heart's obsession."