Aging in Love Lost
so tired of tears
and the weeping of a swollen heart
aching over the regrets
and longing for the love we could have had
and wishing...Wishing
that i could believe my own masks
that it was true that you don't matter
that i'll be fine
so when the moon reminds me of the nights we had
and your photo says how quickly you walked away
when the tears aren't of relief as they were
when home feels less like it should
when the ring on my hand doesn't remind me of you
when the heart races with pain and not love
when i learn how to breathe again
i'll remember you
until then
only mourning and regret
