I look at those photos, I stare into those days,
I yearn for the things that I missed
when I took the other way.
For the choice, it left the energy inside
stuck with in masses, longing to be rampant.
Never enough outlets, to many cords
over loaded, for this, the mess is born.
Would never change it, back and back, the same,
the days will never be, but the thoughts lay unchanged.
Once its done, I still couldn’t go back
always the last, it will stay this way.
Never for me, always for you,
I want it this way, for I love you.
Once you have left, becoming all you,
I shall still stay, on the path I did lay.
Dreaming of the unbeaten way,
that I gave, not one more glance.
Living for you, is the way I will stay,
a promise my soul gave that day.
Dont take this as bad, for I wouldn’t change
the things I left laying by the way.
You are more important than I could ever be,
For you made me,