Regrets
I didn’t ask to love him
I didn’t want to be the one
Who waits and cries in the darkness
I can’t be the one who makes excuses
For tired mornings after restless sleep
I didn’t ask not to be loved in return
I should have listened to the voice in my head
Saying his heart was someone else’s
I would have spared myself
This sin of wanting to die
So that I can set him free.
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