Saturday, August 27, 2005

Choices of the past

You looked at me
Staring
Into my eyes
That returned your sadness with ice

You turned to me
Pleading
"Please change your mind"
As I looked away and walked out the door

You fought with me
Begging
For me to think through
What I was about to destroy

But it was too late
Destruction
Had already begun
My decision had taken its toll

You don't feel alone
Broken
Until you've lost
What you never should have had

Desperate apologies, all one
Atempt
To regain what was mine
What I now wanted so bad

Choices I made
Linger
So heartless and cold
As if I never learned how to feel

What more can I say?
Decisions
They make us and break us
They tell us what we felt was real

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