I’m sorry for the time I had no time.
The days when you needed me most, and the secret messages you tried to send.
The “Do you want company?” you sent my way and the excuses I made when you really just wanted someone to talk to.
I’m sorry for that Wednesday night when I forgot and you sat at the computer waiting for that message that never came.
I was so thoughtless then.
I promise that will change.
I can be better, I can be happier, I can be there for you.
Just wipe that red paint off your wrist and we can go.
Loosen your tie and I’ll make you a cup of tea.