You've already read this, and honestly I don't know if you're actually reading the blog, but whatever.
Love, Julz
Apology
I need for you to understand my pain.
It's not that you stayed home that made me mad.
I know that I was wrong and earned disdain.
My selfish act, I promise just a fad.
But still I need for you to understand
and to believe I hate when I unspool.
For me my anger's reasons are not fools;
to bring me back you need just take my hand
I don't know how to hold it all inside.
I feel first without much thought but mine.
Just speak your mind and you will stem the tide.
Please don't dismiss the flash frustration shines.
The time that passed has let me see what's true.
I hope you know the feeling in my heart
is love. In mind resides the angry part,
no matter what I say or what you do
Remember I am here for with you for good.
Forever and forever if you would.
A note on the form: I'm calling this a French sonnet because it's a hyrid of the English and Italian forms, and France lies right between those two. Also because France is awesome (especially the food) :P
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