by M. Bustamante-Navarro

Created on: November 24, 2008

I sit here in the corner of my bed

watching the time pass by slowly,

like eternity beating my head.

Dwelling on the past,

poisoning my mind of blame.

Blaming it all on you,

then blaming me.

I didn't have the chance to tell

you how much I loved you.

You didn't give me that chance,

you just walked away.

If I could turn back time

I'd resolve it all in a second.

My heart is empty,

lacking all of your warmth and love.

These days destroy me,

if I could have one more chance

I'd tell you my true feelings

I wouldn't detain anything back.

I would hold you so tight,

and tell you everything

I could not say to you that day.

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