i don’t want to move on from you,
even though you are not what i want anymore.
because i fear
that i might start to love you again tomorrow.
tomorrow – when it is already too late to take back words.
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You always stand there
one word away from me
never leaving, never swaying
away from my shadow.
Shall I take that as your answer
to the question that my life has become?
I continue to hope, so I continue to suffer
for there is a little that can change by your answer now.
Life can be like that sometimes.
‘Too late’ have become the words
that I end up hearing the most.
They both grew so distant
and they both grew so small,
that the sky and the sea
came breaking on them
with reasons to be alive
and fear to die.
And all the words they said,
all the promises they made
were not to each other
but to their own life.
“Regret” was a word
they had uttered whole life,
but now they knew
what it really was.