At the Crossroads

I hate what I've done to you;
What I'm doing to you.
You deserve more.
I'm sorry I couldn't be that for you.

Just remember all the good times,
On those past days where nothing could go wrong.
Everything was bright; it was just me and...
You.

Please forgive me,
And please don't hate me.
Never did I wish this upon us; our summer should have never...
Ended.
Now we're at our crossroads, about to embark on different journeys.
On this day I say goodbye to our past, and hope for the prospect of a future.

"Sorry"s are worthless, like I should be in your eyes.
That's probably why I have an endless supply.
My last request of you is that as we begin down our separate paths,
We do this hand in hand,
Until the growing distance breaks our grasp.

-MissAsha.