Regrets
I'm sorry.
For not noticing
For not seeing your tears
For not seeing your bruises.
I'm sorry.
For not understanding
For not reaching out
For not offering my hand.
I'm sorry.
That it has taken me so long
To even consider the thought
That you might have been hurting.
I'm sorry.
That you went through it alone
With no one to hold your hand
Or dry your tears and treat your cuts.
I'm sorry.
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