Darkness Hard work, a living hell
Oct 30

Description: Yet another poem about a past romance that never quite got a chance. Not a very good poem, but it means alot to me.

In my life there is only one regret.

I regret the day that I lost you.

I thought time would heal the wounds,

but I was wrong it only made them bigger.

With everyday that passes,

I think about you more and more.

I miss your touch,

and the hugs that we shared.

All that is gone now,

and that’s my one regret.

I regret not trying harder.

Maybe if I would have gave you that one kiss…

Maybe then I wouldn’t have to live with this one regret…

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