Repent

I regret loving you too much

as much as I can regret

not loving you enough.

I wish I was stronger

enough to not hold on to you.

I wish I had held you

firmly (but gently)

enough for you to stay.

And I'm sorry for running away.

I'm sorry for not running to you.

So many things I did wrong.

So much you didn't do it right.

The things I said did matter,

but the ones I didn't say

could have made

all the difference.

I feel ashamed.

I feel guilty.

I feel lonely.

And most certainly:

I feel for you.

Thus I repent.