All I had were spent opportunities
and words.
I did not place the correct words
in sentences I spoke – my regret.
And what I used did not suffice.
The words I spoke did not mean much.
Time had taken its toll
on what was mutually shared.
Now I do not expect much.
Circumstances have killed the passion.
The last thread I had held on to
gave in at last.
It’s just me and the free fall now.
The hurdles are the hills in the distance,
which I may have traversed
if I had used the right words
when it mattered.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
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