Guilt

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I could've have hold you tighter, I could've have kissed you longer. i should have said " I'm sorry".

Nothing makes sense.

What I thought it was right is not anymore.

When you left felt like someone carved a hole in my chest taking happiness and leaving sorrow. 

Each day is a fight, a struggle to stay alive. 

I ask myself the same questions. 

Why did it had to be this way?, How am I supposed to accept this?, How am I supposed to accept that your gone, that i won't see your face anymore?.

I know that later on you will fade into a memory and it won't hurt anymore or at least thats what I think.

I can't imagine a life without you and it hurts to think that my warm couldn't reach you. 

I love you and I will live with this guilt.

The guilt of not embracing you enough, of not kissing you enough, of not reminding you how much you were loved. 

I'll live with the guilt of having to say good bye on your funeral when I could've hold you tight when you were alive.

 

<3

 

 

 


Submitted: January 15, 2020

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