Forgiven in the Arms of Love
I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough
I’m sorry, my love, for my moment of weakness,
When I couldn’t hold you tight, when I felt defenseless.
In that fleeting moment, you slipped away,
Leaving me with regrets, words I wish I could convey.
I failed you, dear, when you needed me the most,
Lost in my own struggles, my heart became a ghost.
I should have been there, strong and steadfast,
To catch you when you fell, to hold you steadfast.
But time slipped through my fingers like grains of sand,
And now I’m left with the ache of a missed chance.
I wish I could turn back the hands of time,
To rewrite that moment, to make everything rhyme.
But life is unpredictable, it dances to its own beat,
And sometimes we stumble, and our paths meet defeat.
I’m sorry, my love, for not being strong enough,
For not shielding you from life’s rough and tough.
But let my apology be a testament of my love,
For even in my weakness, it’s you I’m thinking of.
I’ll learn from my mistakes, I’ll grow and evolve,
To become the partner you deserve, a problem-solver.
Together, we’ll navigate life’s unpredictable terrain,
And find solace in the love that will always remain.
I’ll hold your hand tighter, with a renewed devotion,
And learn from our past, with a heartfelt emotion.
So forgive me, my love, for that moment’s lapse,
For the imperfections that life sometimes traps.
I’ll make it up to you, I’ll be stronger and true,
For you are my world, and my love for you is true.
In this journey of love, we’ll face the ups and downs,
And turn our missteps into lessons profound.
For even in our moments of weakness and strife,
Our love will endure, bound by a thread of life.
So let’s move forward, hand in hand, side by side,
Embracing the future with love as our guide.
I promise to be there, to catch you when you fall,
To cherish and support you, through it all.
I’m sorry, my love, for that moment’s slip,
But together, we’ll rise, our love will never dip.
For in our hearts, we hold the power to heal,
And together, we’ll create a love that’s real.
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