looking back i don't regret
that i did what had to be done
my tears are for the way you left
and my part in your less than glorious exit

my friends have tried to assure me
that i did what i knew to be right
but i can't forget that look in your eyes
"my most trusted, you betrayed me"

if i had to do it again
i'm sure i would muster the strength
though not from nobility or morality
and i know i would still shed the tears

the one detail i would change
would be to tell you that i love you
and to give you an idea of all the pain
i would have to go through to hurt you

i could fill the forum with these tears
and my guilt weights heavily on my heart
one day i hope they understand i did this for them
and i hope you understand i did this for you

now the time has come for my tears to run red
they'll find this dagger through my heart
the pain can't possibly be any greater
than the pain i felt as it was breaking

so i will seal this confession with tears
one of water for my sorrow
one of blood for my guilt
a kiss of my love and a humble goodbye

(inspired by the fictional and historical life of marcus junius brutus)