i mean this in the nicest way (Champaigne)

So now let's toast champaigne

To what we both know is true

The past is buried now and gone

I really don't hate you.

I wish you knew what I never said

That I knew was to blame.

I wish you knew that I still care

I still care the same.

So now let's toast champaigne

To misunderstandings and harsh words

Because I didn't mean

Any of this hurt

So here's a toast to apologies

For anything you read

Between the lines of poems I wrotw

It's not what I said.

It's not fair to expect me to

Have had a clear mind

When I watched you just decide

To never again be mine.

I'm sorry that I spoke the truth,

And you know now that truth has changed

And I'm sorry if I hurt you...

Now I know you felt the same.