MY REGRET
Why did I attend that event, Why did I even talk to you
At the verge of cursing the day I met you
Warm memories gashed through my mind
Rushing through my heart
I smiled
Yet
I regret meeting you.
Did I not enjoy your company
We made endless promises to each other
Holding hands, sharing secrets in the park, strolling by the ...
Monday 24th November 2014 4:10 pm
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