This morning

This morning. i rose from my bed and the first thing i heard was her call. i thought she wanted to say good morning, no, she told me i won't see her again, she said she had tried to love me, to look beyond my mistakes, to see whether i'd mend my ways but i couldn't do any of this. yes, i know it's my fault but you should just have given me one more chance to do all i was supposed to do, to say what i'd wanted to say, to let you know that i love you. to give you just a kiss that i'd remember for the rest of my life. a second to say i'm sorry.