haunted notions of chance since passed
like a looming maze of regret and doubt
an apology or a kiss always wondering:
could these have changed this?

a sadness so profound once truth be known:
time heals no wounds and mends no rifts
distance at hearts and distance of minds
brings a withering ever creeping divide

Till at last the memories that still reside
convince us you were a fool ever to try
but through it all, this hope still lingers.
that one day these souls might shimmer

where those you've wronged may see
you never meant harm and those scars
no words could ever heal at last relent
and stain no more

where for a moment the dream will seem
ever right, no interruption to the starred night
or you might awaken, alone, mistaken
trembling with the anxious slinking depression