Forgive me
if sometimes I need to call you to feel better
if every night I feel you close to me that I stay awake
for still having your picture next to my bed and not having put it away
for re-reading the message you wrote for me before leaving
Forgive me
for not having been what you wanted and for not being perfect
for not having phoned you up on your birthday
if I don’t remain indifferent now that another man has taken my place
if I don’t manage to stop thinking it was all my fault
because every time I must think
how I never told you
that damn “I love you” which I would shout now
but there’s no more time now
and even if I know you love me, you won’t come back
forgive me
for remembering when we made plans for our home
for imagining you still awake and waiting for me with the lights on
for listening to your laughing alone over that old film
for going back in my mind to that party in which I first saw you
Because every time I must think
how I never told you
that damn “I love you” which I would shout now
but there’s no more time now
and even if I know you love me, you won’t come back, you won’t come back
because every time I must think
how I never told you
that damn “I love you”
And even if I know you love me, you won’t come back
but if you think now you may have made a mistake
lock your pride away and come here to me
one time is enough for me for telling you everything I feel
because love is stronger than that damn “I love you”
that damn “I love you”
And even if I know you love me, you won’t come back
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.