The Confession

So, this is an apology, one that has been long due;

A cacophony of words I should have spoken a long time ago.

And I am sorry that I am late,

That this took as long as now to realize that you are beautiful.

I’m sorry that I took your flaws and projected them over your talents.

I apologize greatly for not seeing your worth, for belittling you every chance I got.

I’m sorry that I made everyone else seem perfect apart from you when truly you are one of a kind.

I’m sorry that I was never content with how you were, that I constantly needed to change something about you.

Dear, I’m sorry that I put you last when you should have been first.

I sincerely regret allowing your fear to stop you from growing, from doing what you truly loved.

I’m sorry I let others dictate how you should live your life when you knew best about yourself.

I’m sorry this spirit of indecisiveness consumed your thoughts, that I let anxiety in to be a daily companion.

Yes, this is an apology,

One due to myself because, hey,

We all need one of those.