Sorry

How can I put into words the way I feel?
The words I used against you make me reel,
Each one as they come to mind cut like a knife,
How could I have said them to you? You are my life.

I threw your expressions of love in your face,
The pain I was feeling appearing without grace,
Hurtful statements made with such venom,
My emotions building as though in a plenum.

I hit out at you with the confusion I felt,
But it is on my heart that the hurt leaves the welt,
I want so much to show you that I am so sorry,
Afraid of losing you is now my worry.

I said that to you my heart I would harden,
When within it love blossoms like a flower in a garden,
I said my dependence I'd shut away,
But it grows more and more with each given day.

Liz