You Loved Me, and I Am Sorry

You loved me
despite my flaws,
beyond my imperfection,
undeterred by my obstinacy–
unconditionally.

You loved me
in the face of adversity,
notwithstanding your insecurities,
even with oppositions from your friends–
faithfully.

You loved me
even with my cold treatment,
against my discouraging remarks,
in contempt of the things you see and hear–
bravely.

You loved me
above all else, everything else,
that tells you not to.
You loved me
patiently, waiting for the time for me
to be ready to love you back
the way you loved me.
You loved me
until the day you realized
it was a hopeless cause.
You loved me
to the day you knew
I can never love you back
the way you expect me to.

And I am sorry.
I am sorry I was not ready.
I am sorry I was anchored to the past,
the past that I should leave behind.
I am sorry I cannot be
what you want and need me to be,
I cannot what you expect me to be.
I am sorry I thought you would stay.
I am sorry I let you go
despite the adjustments you made.
I am sorry. I am so, so sorry
I hurt you the way you never
expected me to–
I made you love me
without the intention
of loving you back the way you loved me.

You loved me, and I am sorry.
I am so, so sorry.