Why?

Did you feel sorry, truly sorry today
When you broke my heart, I was surprised
With those pointed words, and then apologised
Only to say them again, in a different way

As I left those tears to dry, on my cheek
When you left me crying alone, all this week
How did I wrong you, what did I say
How could I hurt you in any way?

For I loved you, so much more than you could know
And I could never see you unhappy, or sad
But there is bitterness, in your furrowed brow
And I'd hate to think, it was me being bad

So tell me dear, do you mean those little words
For they pierce my soul, like tiny pointed swords
Forgiveness, should I ask for, or give you mine
Or will it all be forgotten, with tomorrow's sunshine...