His soul was so beautiful
I will regret letting him go
Watching him walk away last time
For the last time...
I didn't require love
But I don't deserve abandonment
Now she holds his hand
Comforts him when he sleeps
She feeds the fire in his soul...
I could never give him that
The wrong love
At the worst time
Now all we have are passing glances
And my remorse
Maybe in those ephemeral moments
Our flames could collide yet again
For my BT,
Even if you read this, you still wouldn't know it's about you.
-M