Forgive & Forget

I’m a wash-out, and I’m a drunk
left all my happiness behind me
buried in this dusty trunk
of dirty pictures of a dirty girl
ticket stubs of movies we saw
and trips taken half way around the world
2 years full of memories
now locked up, blocked up and blacked out
who am I kidding?
I can pretend that I have no feelings
I can pretend that I do not hurt
but as much as it hurt when you hurt me
I hurt so much more knowing that I hurt you
see I’m still the same, just a little bit older
with this haunting thought
whispering to me, oh I should have told her
but I carelessly danced my charade
not realizing the mistakes I have made
only to find out, a moment to late
so all I can do is tell you I am sorry
and hope beyond hope
that you will find it in your heart
to somehow forgive me
to once again look at me
with some sort of sense of dignity
to once again see your eyes shine
that beautiful sparkle I miss so miserably
saying that you still love me ever so dearly