I'm sorry...

I'm sorry...

those words...

can mean so much and so little.

For me my biggest sorry is owed to those that were little.

The little one in me that needed more from and for me to live truly free.

The littles I created while and when I was, I know now, too young.

I can only hope that they will see in time never ever would I of purposely stung.

I'm sorry...

those words...

I feel them behind my eyes and in my gut.

For me I'm trying had to trust, listen and care better for that gut.

That gut tells me who I always really was in spite of circumstances and regrets.

That gut tells me now how to live as this me in spite of circumstances and with less regret.

I'm sorry...

those words...

For you, may you hear them, may you feel them.

May you know I mean them, I feel them

behind my eyes and in my gut more than a little they do hum.