I apologise

I apologise, again, you like me.

I am sorry.

I am sorry you’re in love with me – I’m not the one – I am sorry.

You say you want kids with me, I am sorry, I don’t want them. You brush it off with ease and smile, you think I’m kidding. I am sorry.

You say you see a future with me. Not with me, I am sorry.

You are in love with me and you think I will come around. I won’t. I am sorry.

‘I love you, I love you, I love you.’

And now I am rude and heartless; I have heard it all before. I have told you, in the beginning, don’t fall for me. But you insisted and wanted me around – I am sorry. And now you’re crying on my doorstep saying I have led you on, I have told you before to not love me.

I am sorry.