I probably hurt you

I realize I probably hurt you, caused you torment.

More, I realize that I have lost your trust.

I wish I had that second back once more

To pummel my heedlessness.

Some of the time we need to lose what we most love

To comprehend the amount we are out of luck.

We play with life until we almost die

To dare the murkiness, however inside we drain.

I want you as the sun should have a rose

To turn its vacant brilliance to magnificence,

Or on the other hand as a ruin needs somebody who knows

The mysteries of its for some time failed to remember story.

I know my need of you more than previously;

Accordingly for my trespass you might trust me more.