Saturday, 2 July 2011

Regrets and Maybes.

Regret bites at the heart 
as I wish that we 
could be together 
and you put your arms
around me
like you do with her.

Maybe we couldn't 
of been anything
at all 
but now I can't help
that we would 
of been good.

But it's too late. 

I don't know what I'd
tell you
had I been given 
the chance
maybe nothing at all
so my words here
will have to do
I think
that maybe,
I could of loved you. 

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