Regrets
The pain today,
It won't mean a thing tomorrow.
The rain will wash away,
So forget your sorrow.
The love today,
You won't see it there.
Oh, it won't stay.
It will turn into thin air.
The mistakes you made,
You weren't the only one.
If only you stayed,
But what's been done has been done.
You'd never realize the pained love of his soul.
And eventually his stained love becomes dull
Copyright © Janet Freeman | Year Posted 2018
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