I am as sorry br as the rain br that weeps br at dawn br that I ever hurt you br like a screeching br railroad brake br on a rusty track. br br there are br so many words br that we've spoken br that we can never take back br like a frozen br Polaroid of emotions br sterilized in time. br br Happiness and love br are for romantic youths br but we're older and lonely, br less hopeful but less confused; br our lives now are sunsets br of tattered memories br and lingering regrets.