Kirsten

Knowing that I did something to you kills me inside,
I would rather get hit by a truck, then know you set your feelings aside.
Remember I promised I would never hurt you,
Still to this day that promise is true.
Ten thousand people couldnt feel the way I do.
Every time I think of it, it brings a tear to my eye.
Never did I think, an angel, could make me cry.

Over and over it plays in my head,
Sitting here thinking of the e-mail, and what you said.
Trying to understand, writing this poem, here in my bed.
Listen to me when I say this, I hope you know its true,
Under no circumstances, would I ever, ever hurt you.
Now with all thats been said, I will leave it like this,
Dearest Kirsten, You are my princess, sealed with a kiss.