365 Days of Poetry (Part Two)

Day 67: I Never Saw it Coming.

I never saw it coming...

Time; it is a precious heart, for on and on it beats.
Tick, tock; the sound it makes, alike my troubled heartbeat.
For the anguish eats away at me, replaying past mistakes.
I thought about you every night, regretting what I did.
I never saw it coming, no, I never saw the signs.
The pain within torments my soul, my loss now felt forever.
Don't mourn for me, I'm sure you're happy, better without me.

For I may never find what I'm looking for.
I never saw it coming...

Don't you shed a single tear for me.
Why, why did you have to go?
I've thought about it all the time, left standing in the pain.
I am not a saint, far from it, though I tried my best for you.
Your memory, now my only companion.
Don't weep for me, I doubt you'll miss me, after everything.

For I may never find what I'm looking for.
I never saw it coming...