We're both victims.

Out of all things that were said and done,
you never apologized.

I wish you had of.
But I know that look.

That's the look I get,
when I've done something wrong.

"You gave me roses, and I left them there to die."

I was stupid,
but I can't actually come to say it.

I'm sorry.
I just hope you forgive me, when I say it.

"You gave me love, and I gave you goodbye."

We're both victims of our own crime.
We hurt one another.

You're mad at me,
I'm confused about you.

But now, I think things are getting better.
We're talking.

I just wish I could see you.
Do you want that too?