I hate how I think about what I could've done
I hate how I think that
Maybe if I dressed up when he was losing feelings
They wouldn't be gone
Maybe if I had called him persistently every night
He wouldn't be gone
Maybe if I had done what he had asked for
He wouldn't be gone
Maybe if I had gone over that one day
He wouldn't be gone
Maybe if I was his age
He wouldn't be gone
Maybe if I had loved him a little harder
He wouldn't be gone
Maybe if my acne wasn't bad
He wouldn't be gone
Maybe if I had shown my real personality
He wouldn't be gone
Maybe if I had tried just a little bit harder
He wouldn't have left.
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You Are Everything
PoetryA collection of poems for the over thinkers, hopeless romantics, and beautiful souls. May these reach you and help you in any way possible.
