No Regrets

Man in despair with raised hands and bowed head, monochromatic image in a low light room looking in front of mirror
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Out of nowhere you reappeared in my life
For a second I feel as if I am dropping into an abyss
My senses haunted and confused

Your hands tremble as you lift up my favorite flours
Their aroma which should intoxicate me, now nauseates my senses
My steps no longer follow your footprints 
My voice stopped calling for you
I no longer scream your name

There was a time I would have ran to you
When I would have given anything
To spend one more second with you
That time is long gone

It took all of me to pull myself together again
Whatever strength left in my veins 
Are my fuel, no longer your sacrifice

What wouldn't I have done for you?
What didn't I do for you?
Now you waltz back into my life 
Seeking forgiveness and one more chance

It took me a long time to understand your game
You were not worthy of the love I gave
Now you are here, after tasting disappointment
Did you think you would easily forget me?
When imprinted all over you is the taste of me?

Your absence taught me to enjoy my solitude
Your games fueled me to forget you
Until suddenly I no longer needed you
Your arms I would reject 
Your aroma would only bring forth anger and regret

Did you really think I would stay forever?
Did you ever stopped to wonder who was really in control?
I gave you everything, 
I gave you my all,
But don't forget...
It was all my choice

Just like the day I chose to say goodbye to you
The day I opened my eyes
When I no longer saw the man I loved
But a stranger on my bed
Whom taught me not to care

Now you stand here
Let me observe you closely
Take a good look at my eyes 
You will no longer find yourself in there
The girl who waited every afternoon
The one who took your demons and made them mine
That woman is now death

As I turn my back on you
I let my voice echo one more time
"You are too late" 
"No regrets" 
"Now goodbye"

Sofia E. Falcone






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By Sofia Falcone

I believe, with quiet fervor, that one soul can shift the course of many. I write not from abstraction, but from the raw immediacy of lived experience and learned studies - from the labyrinth of my own challenges, triumphs, questions and awakenings. In offering the contours of my inner world, I hope to awaken in others a remembrance of their own power, their own unclaimed wholeness.

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