An Apology (wrote other night, while drunk o_0)

I'm sorry is a hard thing to ask.
It's almost a question,
A difficult task.
It's covered with depression
As I am covered with a mask
A simple possession,
Something I wish I did not have.
I know I've hurt you
And I know sorry isn't enough
But believe,
That I will never leave.
Believe,
That I never meant to deceive.
I was once yours
And now your words hit me like stone
Leaving me feeling as though I've been thrown.
And I know you feel the same
But at least you don't feel what I do
and that's a little bit of shame.
Your hurt
As am I.
Both a little burnt
both a little shy.
Why do we have to fight?
Why do we have to cry?
Why can't we be alright?
Why can't we just deny?
I never meant to hurt you.
As I'm sure you say with I

Trash is an understatement
For what I was to you was worse,
I was an embarrassment
And nothing but a curse.
Perhaps I held you back.
Perhaps I was a lie.
Perhaps I am nothing but a tear in your eye.
In the end I'm left with nothing to say
In the end I'm left with nothing.
In the end I am nothing
Just a thing,
Nothing but a fling.
Someone who is undone,
Someone without wings.
Were both in pain
Were both insane
Were both left with a small stain, on our hearts.
A place where it all starts.
I know I f---ed up,
But I am only me.
And I will never change.
I once thought I did,
But instead I got worse in exchange.
I don't know what I've become
and I don't know where this poem will lead.
I just know, I am a sore in your thumb,
And I know that we both will bleed
If we haven't already bled.
And I know we have both fled.
But listen to me now.
I am your friend,
And I will never leave until the end.