I left her
The woman who cared and who loved me
I wish I could change, but I realized what I did to her
I saw her yesterday, beautiful as ever
The moon lit her white skin, she glows
I miss her, I hope she knows that
My favorite hello, my hardest goodbye
My thoughts spiraled; What have I done? She can never forgive me, for what I have done
I made her feel worthless, but she meant so much
I feel dead inside; I need to fix this. for my life is just in a counted moments
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It was Her
Poetry"It was her" - a mistake she made, and can never go back to fix it. The regret that stayed within him, thinking he could return the love she lost Describing each story in different ways
