It's fleeting,
And a bit immature
That I anger myself every minute
For letting it go on this long
From my side
Of the one-sided table
After all the ties were cut
And wonder why
I picked someone exactly like me
To set within my sights
I put my heart on my sleeve
It wasn't all bad.
I don't regret my first love
But then again, it will always pain me
To watch you waltz off into the sunset
With her, looking so happy
And I'm here, on the sidelines
With another untouchable within my sights,
Regretting this horrible, fleeting thing,
Known as love.
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desiderata
Poetryde·sid·er·a·tum diˌsidəˈrätəm,-ˈrātəm,-ˌzidə-/ noun plural noun: desiderata something that is needed or wanted. "integrity was a desideratum" synonyms: requirement, prerequisite, need, indispensable thing, sine qua non, essential, requis...
