Are those the signs of the sweetest joy or the deepest sorrow? Which do I see?
My mind tells me that they belong to the former but my heart knows differently.
If my soul is torn by the sight of those dampened sheets then how much more pain must you feel because of me?
If I could turn back the hands of time I would quickly send us back to happier days. It is but wishful thinking because to time I am yet a slave.
In the beginning you inspired me to be better. Now I am forced to watch our love fade away.
As I reflect on our past I can't help but wonder why I couldn't have been a better friend. Maybe then, our love would have been easier to mend.
The time where there was an "us" fades like a sunset. Jewels of sorrow will forever water my regret.