Untitled

You can't predict at the time,

How much it will hurt.

You tell yourself

That you'll be fine.

You've been through worse after all.

But then it hits.

It's gone.

Bridges burned.

Severed ties.

There's no return. 

Can't look back.

That time has passed.

Say goodbye

To that wretched past,

You thought you'd never miss.

There are so many things,

Still lingering there.

Things you should have said.

Things you should have done.

But it's too late.

It will never be the same again. 

Author's Note

I just wrote this in the past 10 minutes.
I have no idea what to choose for a title..
Contructive critisism appreciated.

Reviews

[Max_E_Stone]

Very beautiful poem! Powerful writing!

[MOON]

Its beautiful and so true , time the second it slips away, that moment gone sometimes you cant go back, undo redo, recapture. Sometimes all you have is regret.

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

Can't look back.
That time has passed.
Say goodbye
To that wretched past,
You thought you'd never miss.

................well written. Eventhough untitled it has it's own crown. with regards.