Lost
We fuss and we fight,
Knowing the outcome won’t be right,
For neither of us,
Because both of us,
Do not know the meaning of trust,
Do not know the meaning of love,
Anymore,
And now the one that I adore,
Bashes my attempts of regaining,
And restore,
What is now lost,
Forevermore.
Copyright © Chris Garcia | Year Posted 2013
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