Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Regret

There is nothing more to say
Baffled by the choices that he made
Wishing time was hers to turn back
She stands mutely watching
as it all slips away

She can't remember when it
still made sense
A time when bitter tears
weren't hers to shed
She's longing for a chance
to make it right
She doesn't want to live
this life of dread

So quietly she turns and
walks away
Pretending that the cost is
not too great
Blindly makes her way
back to her room
Nothing left to do
It's all too late

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