Looking back now at the past three years,
Brings me to shame and reduces me to tears.
The times we've argued, the times we've cried,
The way you've been faithful, the way I've lied.
Standing before you now is a truthful me,
Who is besotted with you finally.
I see your face wherever I go,
I adore you so much I want you to know.
But I understand now that it is far too late,
And there is nothing I can do to compensate.
So it is up to me to accept this fate,
That I have lost your love and earned your hate.
