I regret the resentment I instilled in her,
Three years, a thousand tears–concluding like a blur,
Gaps of time closed,
Where did it go?,
The bad memories over-shadow the good,
Want another chance–that’s not happening, which is the one thing I do know,
One, two, three–we were a family,
Though I was blinded by bottles–I loved her unconditionally,
She would sit next to me,
Perplexed by me,
Denial turned me into someone I never wanted to be,
Eighty days now–no drink, yet an abundance of time to think.
Now I realize, everything can change with just one blink,
Regret festers–guilt lingers
Wishing, just one more time, I could place my hand in hers and intertwine fingers.