The memories of you race
through my mind and i
chase them hoping they
never fade because many more
cannot be made.
I lost the one thing that made me feel
as if i had it made.
So in saying that I’m sorry for everything that
was not said.
I’m sorry for everything that got misread.
I’m sorry for not thinking that trust was a must,
or that love was enough!
This poem was written/submitted by Rachel <3.