She's Out of My Life
Jealousy, greed, or something in between.
A belated response: my chance has already been.
A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush -
you being with him reminds me of the path I should’ve took.
A mocking jeer at my self-indulgent indecision,
clouded sense of self-worth, I truly believed I was omniscient.
Disregarded your beauty, the pure essence of your personality.
Sacrificed what could’ve been the love of my life, for the sake of my vanity.
Lamenting the error of my ways gives rise to nothing other than pain.
I thought I was a player, but got played by the game.
Engrossed in whatever seemed the biggest challenge, when it was clear-cut,
we were intended for one another and I messed that up.
Don’t want you to be my Rosaline, be my Juliet:
Otherwise I may lose my mind in a cyclone of regret.
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