The time does not let...
Its tough to say and tougher to feel,
Going back to that moment,
Opening those wounds before they heal.
We see, we love and we forget,
It's so easy as we fall yet again,
Looking back we smile, cry and regret.
Sometimes the regret is not what we did not get,
But what we did not say and did not do,
Your heart does permit but the time, it does not let.
As I go on to that memory again,
I can see her , in that same time,
In that same hour, in the same rain.
She says the same words, I look at her the same way,
I get lost in her eyes, and her voice ,
And before I could say, she goes away the very same way.
I knew it was the end and it was time to forget,
A stranger she was, unaware and uninformed.
My heart wanted to but the time, it does not let.
