I wish I told you.

It's a work in progress,would love feed back.

I’ve lost you.

I regret every choice I never made,

every moment I wasn’t brave.

I never held your hand

unless you reached for mine first.

I never told you

how much I waited for your messages.

Never said “good morning” before class,

or “good night” before bed.

I never told you

how much you meant to me—

not before it was too late.

Now I wander alone,

haunted by what could have been,

what should have been,

what would have been

if I were brave.

What I’d give

to tell you “I love you”

to have held your hand, soft and warm, one last time,

to see that flashing white smile

that brightened my day

more than I ever admitted.

What I’d give

for one more comfortable silence, where my actions said what I couldn't.

But I can’t.

Because it won’t happen again.

Because I’m not brave.

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