Echoes of My Soul: A Journey in Verse

A man's regret

In the quiet hours of the fading night, 
I sit alone, gripped by a hollow fright, 
For the choice I made, in moments past, 
Now haunts my days, a shadow cast.

I thought I knew what love could be, 
But the warmth I craved was lost to me, 
For the heart I chose, though close in bed, 
Feels far away, like love is dead.

I see her there, but she doesn't see, 
The pain that slowly swallows me, 
Her eyes, so cold, don't meet my own, 
I wonder now, why I've grown so alone.

I remember one, with a softer touch, 
Her love was true, her care was much, 
But I turned away, blinded by the thrill, 
Now I'm left with this void to fill.

Is this my karma, to feel this pain? 
To yearn for love, but seek in vain? 
I turned my back on what was real, 
Now I'm left with wounds that never heal.

I wish I could turn back time, 
To choose the heart that felt like mine, 
But now I'm here, with regret so deep, 
I made my bed, and in it, I weep.