the park bench,
the letters,
the hands on each other,
the new commitment,
it all ended that Wednesday,
I walking with someone new,
and from the look in your eyes,
I knew you were through.
I have left you before, much like this,
and my dear, I trully regret.
I wonder each night,
what my life would be like,
If I had run with you.
3182,
I have eluded to you,
much before in my previous poems.
I love you, and always will
I regret every night, not keeping my focus on you.
3182,
I left you with heart fixed to break
as deeply as mine had broke.
3182,
I am sorry that I now cant take back what I did.
Now I am stuck, and I cant get out.
But if I ever did,
know that your arms would be,
the only ones to comfort me.