when i reminisce
the good moments
i had
with you,
i can't believe
it's over
do we
have
no chance?
or
did that chance
cease
to exist
in our existent
minds,
overlapped
by
the shadows
that could be,
but
overshadowed
by
the lack
of
power
to take
the risks
we should have
-
but refused?
- i.t.
