You haunt my dreams
What could’ve been
What should’ve been
But is not
For which it seems
I’ll spend eternity
Knowing you were for me
But you are not
So I wish for serenity
Mind filled with regret
For what was left
But there is not
Anything that I can do
Except not live in the past
If I did I’d never last
But will I . . . or will I not