In the shadows of regret, I dwell,
Reflecting on the choices that we fell,
What could I have done to keep us near?
To chase away the shadows of doubt and fear.
In the tapestry of time, a thread unraveled,
Leaving our bond fragile and travel-strewn, gravelled,
With each passing moment, the ache grows stronger,
If only I had known, the path to wander.
Perhaps I could have spoken words more true,
Or held your hand through the storms that brew,
Maybe I should have listened with my heart,
And not let petty disagreements tear us apart.
But in the hush of hindsight’s piercing call,
I realize that sometimes, we falter and fall,
Yet in the ashes of what could have been,
I’ll find solace in memories of when we gleam.