Dark clouds roll on in the evening sky;
My thoughts, they do not rest;
With the storm of emotions passing by
Beating against my chest.
If only, on that fateful day,
My ego hadn’t got in the way.
If only, anger had not inflamed me,
And silence had restrained me.
If only, my hate had not sustained,
If only I’d made an effort to remain.
Many ‘if onlys’ plague my memory;
The clouds and stars beheld my tragedy;
And they remind me every day;
Of the past that I missed while I stayed away.
It is just so unfair, the one time
I left without goodbye
Left me with no other chance to try
Blame me! I sadly missed the farewell
There were yet so many things to tell…