A Song Of Forever Regret.
**[ decided to write a poem instead ]**
He was the polar opposite in every way,
But for some reason she was the only
thing able to brighten his day,
He wondered why, because he didnβt
believe in love the way others had,
But he questioned himself with every
secret told only to her, about why he
was always mad,
She cried for him, but he hadnβt asked
her, that, to do,
When he told her to shed no tears, she
responded with: βI had no clue what
you were going through,β
His heart did a little flip, and his
expression softened for a moment,
But he couldnβt allow his facade to
drop, for it was his protection
and where would he be without it?
He hardened himself more toward her,
and she asked him why,
βHave I donβt something?β she would
ask, where as he would think β_hide, _
_hide, deny_,β
Hide. Hide because you deserve
loneliness,
Hide behind your dark mask,
show mercy less,
Hide from happiness because it
never works out,
Hide, fist your hands, but never
break, never pout,
But the more he ignored her, the
more he found himself breaking,
This feeling was unlike any other, and
with every hurt look she gave him,
he found his world shaking,
Breaking until one day it shattered,
when he received a shocking call
that she had been going through the
same thing,
Thatβs why she cared so much about
his cruel lifeβbecause she lived the
same story,
And yet, instead of telling him, she
said nothing, and, toward him
showed worry,
He walked through the door,
preparing himself for the worst,
Once he met her face, scarred and
bruised as she lay on the bed, all
he could do was curse,
He walked to her side and took hold
of her hand,
He held it with a kind of gentleness
and comfort that only someone in
love can,
βIβm sorry,β he whispered, and it was
there his mask broke,
Her eyes opened and her hand squeezed
his back, and she she smiled, but
nothing, she spoke,
The news came that she wouldnβt
pull through,
The last happiness he had rejected
was about to be gone, if only he
had never refused,
With one final motion, she brought
her hand to her heart, and touched his
cheek,
It was all she was able, for she was
so very weak,
It was ironic, seeing her so miserable;
she always wore a bright smile,
The comparison to this girl and the
other was wild,
This was it, this was his last chance
to set things right,
He bent down, his lips close to hers,
his hand holding hers tight,
When he pressed them against hers,
it was both a relief and a curse,
It was knowing this was the last, that
she would never be his, nor him, hers,
With the last of her ability, she
smiled once he finally pulled away,
tears in his eyes,
The last words she mouthed to him,
were βI love you. Goodbye.β
He wouldβve cried there, if it werenβt
for the shock,
Next came the funeral. He stayed
after, just to stare at her rock,
If only he had been there for her,
maybe he couldβve prevented it,
She was hurting so badly, more
than him,
He would never forgive. The
world taking her away was its
biggest sin,
Now all he held tightly to, were
the βwhat ifβs,β
That, and her favorite treasure,
the one he stole from her, first
grade, in kindergarten,
βHer precious, gold heir pinβ¦