Beneath the shadows of my heart’s regret,
Lies a sorrowful tune, a melody unmet.
Whispered apologies, like leaves in the wind,
Seeking solace for the times I’ve sinned.

The echoes of my actions, they softly chime,
In the corridors of memory, through the halls of time.
A yearning for forgiveness, a plea so deep,
In the quiet of night, when the world seems asleep.

If only words could mend the cracks I’ve wrought,
And heal the wounds my silence has brought.
I’d weave a tapestry of remorse and grace,
To bring a smile back to your cherished face.

For in the depths of sorrow, I’ve come to see,
The beauty in humility, the strength in plea.
With every sorry, a chance to start anew,
In hopes that someday, I’ll be worthy of you.