A/N: Written on January 2, 2011.

My only explanation is
I was selfish then.
It was only me,
And no one else
You were hidden from my eyes.
If you were being
Burned at the stake,
I would have used you
To light my cigarette.
(But I don't smoke.)
Hurting you was the last
Thing in my mind.
All I can say
Is that I'm sorry.
I used you as my
Door-mat for so long
That I nearly forgot:
You're a person too.
You're so much more
Than I ever realized.
And all I can say
Is that I can't change
The past –
But some days I wish
I could.