Regret
One voice dancing
Through darkness
Romancing the
Part
Of heart
That would
Sooner hide.
I died inside
The day he said
He chose a bed
Not mine to share.
I was not there
You see.
For me
It was not
Half the fun.
The only one
I wished for
Had been him.
My heart was
Wronged
For I belonged
To someone else
You see.
And thus
I raped my
Self
That night
One night stand, poem
Tags: Poems on sorrow
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