I'd stand up high, and hold your gaze,
try to think of ways I could replace,
how things were once for you and I,
before you stood chose to lie.
I'd look at you and never forget,
that smile I saw I'll never regret,
I'll close my eyes to stop these tears,
and hug myself to rid these fears.
I'd ask myself to never return,
even as my heart will start to yearn,
to that day when you looked at me,
and I felt as if I could no longer see.
But I cannot and will not do,
what has always been meant for you,
to stand up and look at me,
and say a small apology.
This is a small poem I worked on a while ago, and I felt it sort of matches the relationship.
Until Next Time,
Darkofthenight.