A/N: Another poem, I don't know why I write poems a lot these days.
Why?
Why?
Why would I want to exert effort?
Why should I waste my time?
To a girl I couldn't get, it's pointless
This world
Why does it have to be cruel?
Why should I get this pain?
When it was clear that I didn't deserve it
Why?
I knew I should've not let go
And now, she's out there
With a burgundy haired girl
Happily married with a beautiful daughter
Now I regret
For not taking her
Enveloping her with my love
Why didn't I do it before?
Why…?
A/N: Regret to have not taken the one she loves.
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