I'm really sorry.

I'm sorry I have to push my limits, I'm sorry I always want what I can't have, I'm sorry you give me more than you should.  I'm sorry that you two are having problems and I'm sorry I'm probably making it worse.

I'm sorry you feel like you're leading me on and I'm sorry that it's true.  I'm sorry that I'm letting you. I'm sorry I can't blame you for anything, even when it is your fault and I'm sorry I never learned to say no.

I'm sorry I can't think far enough ahead to care about what the consequences are going to be.  I'm sorry you're the same way.  I'm sorry about my hair and I'm sorry you can't possibly know what it does to me when you run your fingers through it.  I'm sorry I like your bed head and the sound of your breathing more than my sanity.  I'm sorry I'm so comfortable to sleep with and I'm sorry you are the only one who likes scary movies.  I'm sorry I like your truck so much.

I'm sorry I suck so much at apologizing and I'm sorry that's all I can say.  I'm working on that, along with about a million other things.

I'm sorry I didn't kiss you.  I'm sorry you didn't want me to.

But I'm still not sorry that I love you.