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I’m sorry, my beloved, for putting you through the test of time.
I’m sorry my beloved, for making you fetch me through the rime.
My beloved, I’m sorry for making you watch me as I fall,
Sorry, my beloved as you stand tall.
My beloved, if I were to guess,
Sorry, but you’d pass any deception test.
My beloved, I’m sorry for all the nights I’ve been awake,
Making you watch me put myself at stake.
My beloved, are you still reading? For you can guess
I’d say sorry, but words are never enough to get these feelings off my chest.
Beloved, I wonder how you are,
Putting up with me so far.