Justification

Dear you,
I admit,
it was my,
terrible mistake,
to rush things.

Dear you,
I'd try,
my very best,
and fix,
my pace,
cause annoying you,
had never,
cross my mind.

Dear you,
I wish,
I had a,
somewhat telepathy,
to talk to you,
perhaps,
when I talk,
to the moon,
you'd hear,
all that I said.

Dear you,
please hear out,
my justification,
please do not,
turn away,
and awkwardly,
walk away,
cause I could,
never bear that.

Dear you,
you're sweet,
just by,
being the person,
that you are,
and for that,
was the reason,
making me,
into you.