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