Let's start over.

Forgive me. I was in the wrong.

Not you.

I must tell you,

I am beginning to believe

In the rarity of accidents.

I was shaking with regret,

Trembling over nothing

But the ghosts in my head

Whispering lies about you,

Lies that have turned to dust now.

If it's in the open now, I now have but one thing to say.

Thank you.

Deep Fears

Crushing Doubts

Endless Despair

Emptiness 

that is Expertly Masked

By a Bright Smile