The End Now

The problem with long poems
The problem with these kinds
Is somewhere along the I love you's
You lose sense of the real kind

I'm sorry that I drove you away
I'm sorry that this is the end
I will always be here for you
If you want to be my friend

I just wanted something
I just want you here
But now in the dark I see the light
And it too far away my dear

I love you and I'm sorry
You kept saying you can't
I'm sorry that I did this to you
I'm sorry I don't get any more chances

So this is another poem
I'll title it the end now
I'll lay in bed tonight
Wishing it wont be the last one.