Literature
I just want everything to be the same again
These nuisance lingered,
Seeing them pleased,
Made me wondered,
These risks I took,
The guilt swelled,
Bitter tears shed,
Countless days,
Sleepless nights,
She held no vengeance,
But I held remorse,
Each passing day,
Within every second,
Grief consumes me,
Becoming cold,
Hoping someone could see me,
Vulnerability through these eyes,
As I thought astray,
'Would things ever be the same?'