those days. #poetry

Posted on 11 August 2018 by what sandra thinks

I wish someone told me
those days were the ones
that would live forever
and turn into regret

All the choices I made
would have been different
if only I had known
they would haunt me ‘til death

I would have been myself
never someone else
looking for my own path
not pretending instead

Surely I’d have told you
you were meant for me
I would be with you now
a love beyond my dreams

I wish someone told me
because now I know
those days were the best
that I will never have

 

©2018 what sandra thinks

         

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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18 Responses to those days. #poetry

  1. Akriti pandya says:
    11 August 2018 at 5:00 am

    Well written 🌸

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  2. ladieswholunchreviews says:
    11 August 2018 at 12:32 pm

    So relatable. I wonder how many of us feel this way, at least to extent?

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  3. sonofabeach96 says:
    11 August 2018 at 4:51 pm

    This is fantastic…but kinda makes my heart ache.

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  4. Meg says:
    12 August 2018 at 10:05 am

    Ah you know I relate! Good to see you writing again!

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  5. mydangblog says:
    12 August 2018 at 3:51 pm

    Yep–hindsight is 20/20, but you’ve expressed that so eloquently here!

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