It has been so ordinary between us.
We keep it to ourselves.
I am sorry that I am not the right one for you.
I am sorry that I am so far from perfection.
I am sorry that I am not able to fill your satisfaction.
I am sorry for everything I am.
At times, you did sound so mean. And for that, I am sorry that I can't stand there hearing all those words.
I keep saying sorry each time. I keep on being the one you thought of "ignoring" you. While the thing is, I am trying my best not to argue nor say stupid things. I am sorry for making you feel that way.
I am out for words whenever I feel like explaining things. Meanwhile, I do feel tired of explaining myself. Thus, I made up my mind not to say what's running in my mind. And for that, I am sorry that you feel I am purely ignorant.
I am sorry for everything.