Poems

Dead and Regretful

Dead and Regretful

Regret... has came to me

Why oh why? Why must it come?

To haunt me, because of we

Where did you come from?

Until now, I could hear his voice

Repeatedly murmuring out my name

I always looked behind without a choice

He was nowhere to be found, was it all a game?

If only... if only I had given that gift

I might still be... alive right now

Yet why do I feel like I'm at slumber drift,

When I know that I'm dead in snow

Why must life be cold?Will he search for me?

I was alive after all, for I saw his heart where I wanted it to be

Dedicated to RositeoLove

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