Plans for the past

I've made a mess of it all again. In a stupid fit of insecurity I asked what couldn't be given of someone who couldn't handle the question, who shouldn't have to handle the question. And now it looks like everything's gone, all because I was scared and weak.

What can I do now? How can I unsay the words I said? How can I show that I'm sorry, honestly sorry? How can I promise that I'll never ask again and be trusted? How can I show that my love is true, even if I was scared and weak?

How can I make right what I made wrong?

I'd say that it's all I want to do, except I'd be lying: I want to make this right and never need to fix a mistake like this again. Ever.

My heart and my mind have been at war. I've listened to my fears, and I've acted as a fool.
I desperately want my heart to win. It's going to win. I'm going to make it win.