To you.

For every word I wrote to you, here’s the one you needed the most “ sorry” .

An apology has always been a pride crusher for a man boasting on his heavy thrown, reason why his feelings never reflected remorse or sympathy.

Such a heavy crown my pride had to wear. such a miserable, deceptive life it ended up leading. For that Words weight more than gold, I selected rusty ones for you. Yes I lied, yes my love was a gilded metal, but you blindly traded it with everything you owned. A ruthless king I was. I served you poison in a silver glass, yet, you called it pleasure even when you knew the pain would last.

tales told no king bow down

The king would never frown.

But as you vanished from the crowd, the king has lost his golden crown

In his letters to you and to his heart, “Sorry” is all He had written down.