Met with the cold shoulder
And each day it grows colder
Like the evening rain
Which fails to wash away my pain

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Arising with guilt
The sorrow I've fought
Always Dreaded the day
You'd finally walk away 

So many times I fumble
As my words build up and crumble
Trying to tell a story
With the title I'm sorry

I wish I could turn back time
To before my heinous crime
When I was myself and free
And we were both happy

All the memories I reminisce
Are like daggers to remind me of what I miss
I do now realise my mistake
That your heart was never mine to break

There's no one like you, I'll ever trust
I really wanted all this to last
But now that it has met an end
Would you take me back as a friend?

                                                              ~brightseed 🌹