Repentance. (poem).

Look at the past,
to remember my mistakes,
to remember my dark secrets.
Without doing anything, I let you go.
My pride,
was superior to love.
Repentance came,
your departure destabilized me,
opening mind and heart.
I confess,
that time hasn't cured me,
that in my thoughts you are present,
that you're still my weakness.
Late came my repentance.
Today, you went to look for honey in another honeycomb.
My condemnation will be,
I can't rip you out of my heart,
day and night you're still there.
All that remains for me to remember,
my foolish pride drove you away.