Maybe am not the one
In the silence of the night, I hear your whispered sighs A melancholy echo, that pierces my troubled eyes I think of all the moments, I failed to be the one The one you prayed for, dreamed of, and deserved, beneath the sun I'm sorry, my love, for not being enough For not being able to provide, to shield you from life's rough The truth is, I never chose to walk this path of strife But fate, it seems, had other plans, and I became your life I wish I could have been, the one to buy you flowers and roses To shower you with love, and adorn your life with tender posies But circumstances, they bound me, like chains that wouldn't break Leaving me to watch, as your dreams, like autumn leaves, began to shake I'm sorry, my love, for jumping in front, and altering your course For being the one, who ended up, by your side, in this earthly force Don't blame yourself, my dear, for the choices that we made Put the blame on me, for I am the one, who dragged you through life's charade Maybe, just maybe, you should have been, somewhere else, living free Chasing your dreams, wild and carefree, with a heart full of glee But I, in my weakness, held you back, like an anchor in the sea And for that, my love, I am eternally sorry.
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