I’m sorry.
I wasn’t lying.
I wasn’t.
You were the only person to whom I told the truth.
The only one I trusted.
I told no one else,
And so you thought I’d lied.
To you.
Lied to you – how could I?
You wore your disappointment on your face.
Why didn’t I explain?
Or apologise?
So many times I almost did,
Words on the tip of my tongue.
But the moment was never right.
The scar not ready to be poked.
I thought there would be more time.
I was wrong.
You’re gone,
And..
I’m sorry.
Today’s prompt is to write a poem which makes an apology you’ve always regretted not making.
Pooky's Poems 
A great heartfelt poem Pooky. I feel that. And I was struggling with why an apology might be necessary considering you told the truth, but then I thought perhaps the apology is due for all the other untruths around it, that confused the true words you spoke to the other person.
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Ultimately I think I needed to apologise at least for making her think I had lied to her. It broke her heart as she thought I trusted her.
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This one is really touching. And tragic. Well done!
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Thank you x
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so sad…delay can be dangerous…I wonder why we wait for the right time for anything..no time is ever right
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This was the same conclusion my husband and I came to with regards to having children. If we waited for the right time, we’d still be waiting now. They start school in the autumn 😉
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So simple and realistic. ♡
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