It can't be over!

I do believe its my fault, I know I was caught. But our love is something that's worth to try and sort. I May have broke your heart, but I love you, and it would kill me to see us apart. Loosing you won't be forgotten but it shall only leave a severe mark. Loosing you is more than just pain, loosing you is more than a drought that needs rain. I'm pretty sure I ain't a saint. I know I didn't do this for no man's sake. This hurt your feeling could never be covered, not even with black paint. What I did is just beyond pale. I love you, and belive you feel the same. I want to say "I'm sorry... " There's this thing that stands between me and those words. I can't say I'm shy, I wouldn't say it is pride. But when I do, I promise it will be all true and nothing close to a lie. This is thee message I would love you to reply. Love: Thapelo. fault, I know I was caught. But our love is something that's worth to try and sort. I May have broke your heart, but I love you, and it would kill me to see us apart. Loosing you won't be forgotten but it shall only leave a severe mark. Loosing you is more than just pain, loosing you is more than a drought that needs rain. I'm pretty sure I ain't a saint. I know I didn't do this for no man's sake. This hurt your feeling could never be covered, not even with black paint. What I did is just beyond pale. I love you, and belive you feel the same. I want to say "I'm sorry... " There's this thing that stands between me and those words. I can't say I'm shy, I wouldn't say it is pride. But when I do, I promise it will be all true and nothing close to a lie. This is thee message I would love you to reply. Love: Thapelo. e and nothing close to a lie. This is thee message I would love you to reply. Love: Thapelo. fault, I know I was caught. But our love is something that's worth to try and sort. I May have broke your heart, but I love you, and it would kill me to see us apart. Loosing you won't be forgotten but it shall only leave a severe mark. Loosing you is more than just pain, loosing you is more than a drought that needs rain. I'm pretty sure I ain't a saint. I know I didn't do this for no man's sake. This hurt your feeling could never be covered, not even with black paint. What I did is just beyond pale. I love you, and belive you feel the same. I want to say "I'm sorry... " There's this thing that stands between me and those words. I can't say I'm shy, I wouldn't say it is pride. But when I do, I promise it will be all true and nothing close to a lie. This is thee message I would love you to reply. Love: Thapelo.