i dont

apologize much.

 i have nothing to be sorry for.

no words said

can break hearts that haven't already been broken

no deeds done can shatter dreams, that have not already been given up on.

pick your scabs

and blame me when i remove the plastic band aid that hid an unhealed wound

for now its not pretty

refuse peroxide

get infected,

 no antibacterial

and pretend it doesn't hurt

have him kiss it twice

play games in your mind

to make yourself think its alright.

and believe it.

and when the band aid falls off

pretend its a new scar

blame him.

dont heal.

blame me.

take pills.

and for my actions,i wont apologize

but for you,

im really really sorry.