Turned-Table

I did what I did with no regrets. But I knew one day it would come back. Turning my head the other way, because... To look in that direction I rather not. I was there before I even knew it. In that same place that you are now. Clueless but hopeful, for the best I guess. I knew it has ended but I still couldn't rest. Sitting at the table with the hand you had. Playing my cards the same way you did. Smiling and looking, knowing I would win. It's your time to loose just as I once did. The table has now been turned, Not in your favor I'm sure. It's written, "there's a time for everything" So it's your time to walk out the door.