about being on time.
about being late.
feeling guilty about a
plethora of things.
no flowers, no gifts,
no cards, no valentines.
i'm sort of done with
beating myself up
about what i say or write,
or do or don't do.
i could blame the church
for such long standing guilt
ridden angst, or parents,
or crazy wives, but enough
is enough.
sorry, is just a word i'm
saving for the big stuff now.
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