Sunday, 19 April 2015

Remorse

Sometimes,
I wish, to just,
turn around,
go back to that moment,
where we were friends.

Truth be told,
I miss you,
I was in,
way deep,
heads over heels.

I went,
a little over a mile,
I made enemy,
with you,
whom now,
I miss most.

I just wish,
you could forgive me,
I just wish to know,
you're happy,

Please,
have one last courtesy,
to at least inform,
of when,
you're walking down the isle,
with him,
cos' that,
would be my,
happy ending.

-FNhAR-