Sorry to each and every girl I have ever slept with;
Sorry to each and every girl I thought loved me.
Sorry to each and every girl I thought wanted my dick;
Sorry I can’t make you happy, because I cannot be happy.
Sorry for wanting sex so much;
Sorry for wanting you so much.
Sorry for never getting tired of your touch;
Sorry for showing you my real love.
Sorry for telling you my sexual thoughts;
Sorry for not appreciating yours enough.
Sorry you couldn’t confide your true desires in me;
Sorry I couldn’t be the one for you to marry.
Sorry to Tracey, Sarah, Angie, Amy and especially Emily;
Sorry to anyone who ever loved me; sorry for being me.
Sorry my lust was too much for you to handle;
Sorry I ever gave you my love, for you never really wanted us.
(C) 2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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