If you ever do things
You later regret
Because you thought of
Me again
And you wanted to forget
I couldn't help but question
If the shadows under your eyes
Were really
From the paper you forgot to write
Or if
I crept into your head again
And my memory was too bright
I'd be lying if I said
I didn't think from time to time
About the day she does something
I used to
And you'll see me in her eyes
And the look you'll give her
As you try to
Pretend
That you were happy where you stood
When all you could
Think about
Was the part of you that would
Do countless things
You'd later regret
If only for that moment
I was standing in her shoes
But am I any better
As I sit here
And wonder
About all the things you might
When you may not even
Wonder
If you're still in everything
I write.
.K SG C.
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