i wish there was a way, to turn back time so i could tell you, how sorry i still am and how stupid i was to have ever let you go.
i could tell you all the things i should have said, but they are now just words, they no longer hold meanings, memories of what we once had. not anymore.
d.i.
i wrote this (really bad, really ******) poem back in June 2013. i'm sorry.