i should’ve shouted your name
i should’ve followed you to the ends of the earth
i should’ve disregarded your fame
i should’ve known that that was just a once in a lifetime feat—

that I could’ve taken
your hands—i should’ve taken
our picture—i should’ve taken
a moment that i could’ve stolen

i should’ve been selfish
i should’ve seized it

even if it meant of war,
of zombie-swarm,
of everybody recognizing your star,
of revelation of your sanctuary,
of chaos of thee,
so, it shall be

i should’ve seized it
asked for a drop of ink of your handprint

i should’ve seized it
but i didn’t

maybe it was cowardice
but hell, i gave you peace
like how your name was supposed to mean
at my own peace's expense
because ****, you couldn’t spell this lingering regret
without the letters IRENE