Is it better to have loved and lost
When your love changes everything?
All that ever was;
All that’s yet to be.
My burden to bear to pay the cost
When I can barely salvage anything.
Pieces of my heart;
Pieces of my soul.
When you’re once so full of hope and light
From the outcome of a wonderful night,
It’s all you can do when it’s taken from you
To dwell upon what might have/could have been
And wonder if you’ll ever love like that again.
Should I send you every line
I wrote within my heart?
Better yet, I bet.
Better not screw up
A good catch is hard to find.
Swore not to pass you up.
Then you let me go.
How will I let you go?
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