It was not easy — the battle within,
to wrestle with feelings; where should I begin?
Not easy to hide, to shield from your view
the thought that my silence might one day hurt you.
Apologies linger, though the words feel so frail —
no action, no phrase, can rewrite the tale.
If only a moment, a click, could erase
the shadows that linger, the paths we misplaced.
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