To be sure
Dwelling upon what could have been
But wasn’t, is a waste of energy.
Lately I’ve convinced myself it’s time well spent.
Like Ying and Yang, you and I don’t at first appear to be harmonious,
Yet when linked, we are a calm kind of power.
All those weeks ago,
Those weeks that feel longer than years, yet shorter than days,
I didn’t see it.
Of course not, with evil poisoning our very minds
With it’s young beautiful charms.
Yet, I still blame myself, for that’s the Devil’s greatest trick:
I could have changed it all in an instant,
But I waved and smiled and did nothing at all.
But heart, don’t break: space and time are bent in a circle,
So maybe I’ll get it right next time.