Those Last Words

Those last words are
Like nails in my coffin.
Those last words
Drag my body away to Hell.

You meant it as an apology.
You wanted those
Last words to make everything
All better. To make my

Pain go away. Well, it did
Not work. I still hurt.
I just wish that I could be
Everything you wanted me

To be. So you wouldn't have to
Say you're sorry. Those
Last words couldn't make up
For all the years I made

You stay when I knew your heart
Could never truly belong to
Me. You still apologized
Because you're honestly a good

Person and I could never be like that.
I could never find the peace that
You obtained so easily. You're
Perfect. I should've given up

A long time ago. All I ever did
Was hurt you and brought out all
The bitterness and jealousy in your
Heart because apparently I did

Not have enough in mine. I mean,
I should be the one
Saying "I'm so sorry."
Not you.

Your last words, scribbled in the
Back of my yearbook mean more than
All the everything this world has
To offer. Those last words are

The only thing that keep me going.
I can't bear to be without them.
Or you, for that matter. I just
Can't be without you.

Those last words are oxygen to me.
Without you, I cannot breath.
So, why do you say you're sorry
When you never did anything wrong?

It hurt me to know that you think
You could've done any better to a
Person like me who was barely alive
When you found me. You cared for

Me as best as you could when all I
Did was ruin you. And still, after
It was all over you were the one
Who was sorry. I just don't get

Why you were there in the first place.
But now, your apology still
Hurts me. I just can't... I just
Won't have you take all

Of the blame. All of the shame, when
You did nothing wrong and I'm
The one who can't let go of your last
Words written in black ink on the last

Page of my yearbook, right next to my bed.
I'm the one who can't stop re-reading
Every word and wishing I could tell
You that I still love you. So much.