I'm sorry you came to love me.

I make it too hard to, don't I ?

I'm sorry I couldn't love you back

And I'm sorry I didn't try. Not harder, but not at all

I'm sorry I don't know how to be stern on my heart, so spoiled and selfish to twist and morph
To fit and adapt
To surf the wave of passion when it came my way

I'm sorry I wanted you to stay
Close
But not so close I could hear your deafening heartbeats; they

Put the quietness within my chest to shame

I'm sorry I don't think that I am the one to blame 
For this commotion

And

I
Am sorry that I don't believe I owe you the courtesy of acknowledging your feelings.