The Regret

I still think of you when I close my eyes.

I can still hear your pleading cries.

When on that day I walked away,

I didn’t realise what I’d thrown astray.

I’d grown restless, impatient, uneasy,

Consumed with thoughts of what could be.

I thought the grass was sure to be greener

and so changed my once devoted demeanour.

Now years passed by have let me reflect

Leaving you, I now humbly regret.

If ever you should think of me,

I hope that you will come to see

how changed I might have now become

And give me a chance, I’d need just one.

For it would only take a single chance.

We’d never give it a second glance.

At least I’d hope that you would let

this solitary soul declare eternal regret.