Years had elapsed,
Since our last hug,
Now I’m lugubrious,
Like a sick bug.
I miss those hands,
Which fit snugly with mine,
I miss those eyes,
Those stares, which make me feel fine.
I have no regrets for spending m time,
To someone who’s never been mine.
I have no regrets for giving my soul,
To him, who’s not willing to risk it all.
We played it safe to avoid pain,
But it hurts more, I can’t explain.
SOMEDAY… we’ll find reasons.
SOMEDAY… it’s gonna make sense.
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