Wednesday, August 15, 2012

hope... less

I hope you've healed
From the wounds I dealt
The damage I caused
The hurt you felt

I hope you're miles
Over that hill
Past the regrets
The not wanting to feel

I hope you know
It still staggers me
When your angel face
Haunts my memory

I hope these days
Find your eyes alive
Reflecting someone
Who helped you survive

I hope sometimes
You think about us
I'm selfish like that
Guess I always was


  1. Beautiful...filled with sadness and regret. It seems we as humans have a lot of that at times, don't we? Thanks for sharing that's truly lovely.