Was so beautiful and soft and tender and magical and sensual, followed by the deafening silence after and I don’t care about the ghosting, I want one more magical moment, it is a pain tearing through my flesh.
Tag remorse
He Left
It wasn’t so much that I missed and needed and craved and desired you
It was more the emptiness I suffered
After I asked you to leave
And you obliged
Stay Away
Even if I crawl on my knees
Beg with an outstretched hand
Even if I am overcome with raging desire
Surrounded with butterflies from
My head down to my toes
Please, I plead of you
In my temptation
Overpowered –
Please!
Stay away from
Me
Remorse
I did something so terrible and shocking and inexplicable that I cannot even explain how or why or what I was thinking, except I wasn’t thinking, only driven by an emotion greater than myself, that I have no defense and the only bright part is:
I never killed anyone
(Or hurt a child, because that’s even worse than killing someone)
Rewind
Our conversation
Plays out in my mind
All the things I could have said
All the things I should have said.
There is no rewind button
To create a different ending
It is what it is
And evermore shall be.
a cold blank
Staring into space
A blankness of time
Blanket of remorse
Covers the cold
And I wonder
Why?
I’m Sorry
I’m sorry
When I say words
I know I will regret
I’m sorry
When I lash out
And say what I want to say
The remorse overcomes
The sorrow drowns
The hurt pains
And I hate myself
Can I reverse the clock
Can I unsay the words
Can I undo the wounds
Can I be someone else
Anyone but me?
Instant Remorse
I
Blurted
All the words
I wanted to say
And as quickly felt
Instant remorse
But by then
It was too
Late
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