Poem: Sorry

We broke up over our favourite coffee
Be the man don’t apologise over spilled milk
Maybe because I won’t be listening to it anymore
And you couldn’t get the chance to say it often

You couldn’t open your mouth to tell her
She’s so special; sweet, pure, innocent and kind
The open doors and windows of tanning sunray
Her words are of strawberry coated with honey star

Apology unaccepted if it cannot be undone
Either they don’t comprehend or they actually
know but pretending, utmost ridiculous
Questions and answers wetting an unending thread
Don’t say you’re sorry with the reason to hurt

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