morning coffee

You could call this a reflection on regret

Or a couple things we never should've said before we left

It's a fight, it's a war, marathon and not a sprint

If I left for the night would you let me come back again

Put a key under the mat of your heart and just let me in

Hold me like they never did and tell me I'm your closest friend

I've been praying to a couple people trying to make amends

But before I learn my lesson I might need some common sense

Apologies for what I said before, did not mean to offend

Or maybe that I did, I don't remember the intent

The point is that I'm better now and that I'm ready to repent