Sunday, March 27, 2011

We All Have Stories We Will Never Tell. You Are My Dream

I have many regrets. But this morning, I woke up with one regret towering above the rest. I should have gone with you. I should have gotten up. I should have said yes. I should have held your hand. I am so sorry. I know you've forgotten. But I swear, I never will.
I held my pride like I should have held you. I hide behind it.

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