Remembering you makes me smile,
Remembering you makes me cry.
Knowing I broke that perfect bond.
Makes me know what a fool I was.
I can't turn back the hands of time,
But believe me I would, were it in my power.
I can't fix that one perfect thing I've broken.
I just live with the shattered pieces that I created.
I often wonder where we would be today,
Had things not gone so wrong with my head.
I have only myself to blame.
For my life of never-after.
© Rebecca Ramon