Regret - E
Reminiscence
of what used to be
i look at the pictures
and wish that we
were still one
and not looked at separately
one more time
i would want to feel
our fingers intertwine
and our love to be real
what used to be
can no longer be again
you once my everything, my love, my Brenn
my warrior
my soldier
but now you just pretend
you dont see me as you hold her.
i long ur embrace
my hand on your face
this love has gone to waste
you ended it with haste
as i dwelled on whats no more
i dont know what i dwelled for
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