I'm sorry. Always. What a mistake it was to think That I could do anything that I wanted. Repercussions. Retribution. Revelation. Revealed. Holding it inside, deceiving only myself, And the guilt will swallow me. Restitution seems far from real For I can never undo my horrid deeds. How can I atone and make amends for everything now? How can I repair? Words can never make it right again. The worst part is knowing that everything changed. The broken heart I should have saved. I'm sorry. Always...