ATONEMENT

I am sorry. I wish there were a better way of saying it.

I know you are hurting but I am hurting even more, for hurting you.

Some things are best left unsaid - unsaid, that is, to you.

She truly loved me. But I didn't love her back, or as much.
I loved HIM more than I did her. Only he did not seem to realize or to care.

What can a man do? What can he do, indeed; if he falls in love with his betrothed's bro?

Admission is the atonement for that which I can never have.