An Ocean of Regret

My love for you has lasted well after the happy days when you and me were ‘we’. I lost you a long time ago, but my heart still yearns for you and refuses to let go. Why couldn’t I love you then like I do now? Realizing what I had once it’s gone is life in an ocean of regret. G.L.

She’s somewhere in the sunlight strong,
Her tears are in the falling rain,
She calls me in the wind’s soft song,
And with the flowers she comes again.
Yon bird is but her messenger,
The moon is but her silver car;
Yea! sun and moon are sent by her,
And every wistful waiting star.
Song” by English author Richard Le Gallienne

Time Heals...

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