There are some little things we let slip away,
Those things, sadly, we can’t go back to,
Sometimes we wish we could go back to yesterday,
Just so we could find things we once held true.
So many minutes that we let go waste,
So many words we could and should have said,
Sometimes we say our sorry just a bit too late,
Tomorrow’s regret shan’t wash yesterday’s hurt.
Many silent tears have we secretly shed,
Till we were empty and shed no more,
And though tomorrow laughter may be heard,
Pain is what today would be remembered for.
Some memories should be put to bed,
But our regrets would not let them rest,
Some moments should be left to end,
But when they end they hurt the worst.
Some things we wish we could go back to,
But the path to them have overgrown,
So we take our mistakes and what do we do,
We build a cobblestone road and walk alone.
*****May 8, 2012*****