I'm Sorry, For the Tears You Shed

*Please be kind enough in finishing the poem if you do have started*

The tears you shed just a while ago
Making me awfully sad inside deeply, I know
Each drop of tears that falls in your bright eyes
Makes me even weaker, no matter how hard I try

I really felt the sorrow that travels inside you
Slowly lingers, can't avoid no matter how hard I do
I wish to stay beside you near that moment
But for some light reason, I'm sorry for being absent

The tears of sadness you shed, I think because of that guy
The few unkind things he did, I wonder why
His actions of ignorance to your sensitive feelings
Is not really meant for a woman like you, the wound
It brings

Thinking of all the adversities you've encountered
To my curious love, each second, I'm really bothered
I remember the days you didn't even know me yet
Your charming and happy face, my eyes I could not get

Till I entered your perfect life, there's a lot of changes
Even you loved me though, rough times widely ranges
I now often see you crying, puzzled, and thinking
Am I the cause of these tragic phenomena? Sincerely asking

I felt like a thorn in you throat so hard to vanquish
Hoping that God will help me with this, one thing I wish
Just like an obstacle that makes your game even harder
And your sweet crystaline smile became bitter

A rotten fruit in your healthy antique tree
I'm also sorry for being the man I cannot be
My love is the only thing I can give, hoping you would see
So sorry for not giving you a perfect day, you cry now. . .
because of me

As I end this sorrowful poem of depression
I pray being with me wasn't a hard boring session
I know you truly loved me, I can think of no doubt
If trials would get in our way, our love to each other
the only thing you should think about

I'm sorry for being the reason, of the tears you shed
Even you told me I'm not, I can't avoid to think instead
In a paradise of happiness, with you, Ill take the lead
But if you feel the regret being with me, and unhappy. . .
Ill depart for you my lady, and rather by now take a
rest and buried under dead