i know i haven't been writing about you. and i know that you curse me for that.
i know i have been too much of the opposite poles--too shy and too proud into shouting that you are the one.
i know i haven't been perfect-- certainly not the girl who could wear white and not spill on it.
i know you found phrases that seemed too familiar. and faces you would trade the world for to just not catch a glimpse.
i know what i have broken.
your heart.
but even if you caught how my past was at the most unlikely time, i vow that from today my speech will be of the present.
of now.
of us.
they may have lurked here for too long but too long is over.
this time, this shall be your domain.
they may have once had my words, but you have them for a lifetime.
even if my pen fails you, know that my heart never will.