I'm not a terrible person
Because I've pursued forbidden fruit
I believed everyone was entitled to desire
And allowed one opportunity to fall over temptation
Stumble and trip over urges
Then disguise them as mistakes
To make it seem less painful
To make it seem more human
Your hurt is my hurt
Conjoined at the heart
Adjacent to your spirit
When you cry I fall apart
I apologize for thinking
My actions were acceptable
There's no excuse my love
For not thinking at all
Absent minded pleasure for one night
To make up for many nights of loneliness
I just wanted to fill a void
But the abyss seemed bottomless
I realize now there was no depth
In an act so very cruel
Your hurt is my hurt
Conjoined at the heart
Adjacent to your spirit
When you cry I fall apart