Full Of Mistakes

We make mistakes.
We can't prevent them they just happen.
Sometimes it ends in someone packing.
Those memories that involve laughing,
now mean nothing.
Before it ment something.
The person leaving is making it look so easy by brushing it off.
Looking yourself in the mirror and wondering what you're becoming.
Punched the mirror because I couldn't help but hating what I was seeing.
I used to look at you and couldn't help blushing.
Now when you look at me your eyes are cutting and judging.
It doesn't matter how many times I keep apologizing.
You'll never begin forgiving me,
because last time you did I began sinning again.
Here I was thinking this might just be the beginning.
In reality it was the ending.
I'm not defending myself.
Not going to start pretending I did nothing wrong.
I was the reason everything ended.
It's fine if you wonder when my death sentence is.
I'll give you the gun,
you can shoot me where ever or the tendon.
The tension between us will be gone.
Everything that happened I wasn't intending,
so many things I want to be sending you.
It won't do any good though just causing more problems
That's why they have a back button it keeps my inner thoughts from escaping to you.
Wouldn't hold it against you if you started replacing me.
Don't know why I'm behaving this way.
Screaming doesn't seem to be getting through to me.
Wish my mind would start translating these encrypting words.
Sorry for staying.
Don't worry I'll be leaving you now.
Sorry for everything.