Panic

It seems. 

There isn't a damn thing. 

I can say. 

Sorry wont cut it. 

And it wasn't worth this. 

I don't know where. 

I'll end up without you now. 

Even though. 

Someone like him. 

Or any man. 

For that matter. 

Shouldn't be enough. 

To come between us. 

But if this is how it ends. 

So be it. 

I'll handle everything by myself. 

And curse and hurt myself everyday. 

So I know. 

What I've done. 

Has caused me to lose you... 

Author's Note

I... didn't really know what else to title this... And I know no matter what I say... I've fucked things up... But I'm not ready to give up on begging yew... I'm sorry....