life is too short to dwell on times past
yet every waking moment is spent with regrets for
half-truths, almost-friends, near-misses
of you and I and him and her.
of two souls that had collided, only to fade back into
unknowns. back to strangers.
him her.
near misses.
never seen.
past surfaces.
missing found.
of what could have
been.
Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 10:18 PM UTC
life is too short to dwell on times past
yet every waking moment is spent with regrets for
half-truths, almost-friends, near-misses
of you and I and him and her.
of two souls that had collided, only to fade back into
unknowns. back to strangers.
him her.
near misses.
never seen.
past surfaces.
missing found.
of what could have
been.
we were just passing acquaintances, forgotten by time.
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