There is nothing more tragic then the love that got away. The perfect one who slid through your fingers like water through a siv no matter how tight you hold her you watch her slip away. Drip by drip she falls and all you feel is that small hope of saving just a small piece of her, but gravity in its cruelty pulls her from you. Each drop that falls is another inch of her cold shoulder turning away from you. Your words go unheard, your love goes unfelt. and all your left with is empty hands and an empty heart.
This is too all of you who have lost a love and have burning regret. I know very few will read this but I hope whoever it does reach know that someone has felt the same.
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