It comes at night
I see it when it comes at night
The sorrow, the sadness,
The longing for that hapiness you experienced.
The moments you lived,
But also the moments you didn't.
The decisions you never took,
Or the ones you took wrongly.
Your desires
The life you didn't live.
The road not taken.
The loves you didnt love
The turns you didn't turned
The saturday afternoons in the park with the person you never met or you decided not to go out with, because you were too tired.
The sunday mornings with breakfast in bed, the occasional mimosa accompanied with long talks with that person that you did had a lot in common with.
The one you never met.
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