regret

sometimes similar brainwaves from past years bring connections that stir to much to bear,

hidden smiles, a secret mission, she was a fool for thinking more, or perhaps not thinking more.

theres a chance in this wicked gotham theres a crack in the sidewalks,

between the tall dailies we hoped to stay in once again, perhaps theres a crack that shines,

shines a light to somewhere else, when everything began, her journey to the end.

it began with a simple plan, but the source never simply provides what you ask,

they began to share eyes, she began to be intrigued, enchanted, starstruck.

city streets, and simple walks, empty houses with mirrored trays filled.

but this was the start to distress, first was nothing, but the second could not replace.

but what was to do, three days await and everything was thrown to haunt her for long.

he filled her head with dreams and promises, treated her like something someone could have.

they began drifting closer in sleep, shared hands, then eyes, then too much more.

she forgot about the city she left, the boy who waited behind, the life she had to return.

it was wonderful for days, but guilt rid on her shoulders, as the simple plan turned dark.

unsure greed caused dominoes to roll through the northern path they crossed.

he shared a love that changed her mind, brought her closer to her chosen path,

and nothing could seem wrong, nothing led to change the energy that filled their paths.

but perhaps her love shared too soon scared the love she would never forget,

and when the complex journey led to an end, a promise made was never fulfilled.

she returned to a broken home that never mended, only just became a city fucked mess.

chaos led for a half years time, stolen livelihood, monthly routine,

she ran away from the unmended home, to the love fantasy he told her she couldnt leave,

to be tossed and turned and taught lessons until her bright eyes turned dark,

she started to see the puppeteers and the puppets, the puppet masters and their rewards.

her former blissful love turned secret and uncertain, her movement became planned.

but the city she walks, without the crack that brought out all the pain she had buried,

allows a settlement, she could not say she would want to stir the calm air she breathes,

but the crack started growing with magical strength, with crystals of former year.

she could not forget the painful regret that tore her heart with impossible possibilities.

but she bears this regret alone.

and forever will after this word.