Regrets
Tonja Boyd 1967 (Exas)
In the early hours of morning or late hours of the night ...the loneliness comes creeping in no matter how much I Fight....
Memories of days gone by pictures in my head... I can no longer hear your voice ...another part of me is dead......
I try so hard not to think but my thoughts go round and round... It seems to this life of loneliness ..I have forever become bound.....
Regrets play over in my mind ..like a movie on a screen .... why did I? Why didn't I? My mind begins to scream....
I should have, I shouldn't have... my God when will this all end?.. Will I ever fall in love again ? will my heart begin to mend ?...
I think the hardest part for me.. is the way I treated you...
Unable to make it better The farther away from me you grew....
My body craves your gentle touch and the way you held me close...
The kisses you softly placed on me are the things I miss the most.....
Those eyes, your smile,
Your tender touch.. these things are gone forever...
Will I ever stop loving you? The answer there is NEVER....
About this poem
My boyfriend Walked out on me after 3 years and I was devastated. I still cry overhim and it's been 2 years. I don't think I'll ever get over him Walked out on me after 3 years and I was devastated. I still cry overhim and it's been 2 years. I don't think I'll ever get over him. My biggest regret is the way that I treated him because he loved me like no other and he finally had enough and he walk away this is what this poem's about.
Written on February 14, 2023
Submitted by tonjaboyd on February 27, 2023
Modified on March 24, 2023
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