Find a Way

Is it my turn to wish, That you were here with me? What did I learn from this? When I look back and see... The few times that I could, Have held your hand to talk, When I knew that we should, I chose to skip that walk... Could I have done worse? Than not consider how you feel, But since I was your first, I thought that you would heal... So that we could go back, To where it all begins, And avoid the many traps, Which brought us to and end...? Though you gave me the signs, That I chose to ignore, Its now my turn to find, A way to love you more...