Years….a poem from my walk in darkness….(be gentle…)

I spent years, waiting for you to love me back,

You didn’t,

Time is meaningful only because there is a limited amount,

You wasted years I will never have again,

On things that will never matter,

Only to watch me slip through your fingers.

We could have been wonderful together,

Overcoming troubles, turning our dreams into reality,

Alas it will never be,

For you were to preoccupied to care about me.

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