That Night

“That night, Maybe things would have stayed the same If I just slept that night. Maybe you would have stayed mine. Maybe that night I shouldn’t have let my other side Decide what was right. I regret that night. If only I was able to control my side, You would have stayed mine. Maybe that person was the reason, Or maybe I am the reason. Maybe I shouldn’t have let that person enter my life. But now it’s too late, the damage is done, And I am left alone with my thoughts, Wishing I could turn back time To that night When everything changed forever. If I had just stayed strong, Maybe the outcome wouldn’t feel so wrong. Now I’m haunted by what could have been, Lost in memories of your touch and your grin. My heart aches with every passing day, Knowing I let you slip away. I lie awake replaying every word, Wondering if my cries were ever heard. Could I have saved us with one more plea, Or were we always destined not to be? These questions linger, they never cease, Stealing away my hope, my peace. That night, the turning point in our story, Is etched in my mind with no glory. A moment of weakness, a lapse in reason, Led to a lifetime of pain and treason. If I could rewrite that fateful scene, I’d hold you tighter and intervene. But the past is a shadow that won’t retract, A silent witness to the things we lack. Now I face each day with this heavy load, Walking a solitary, lonely road, Wishing I could change that night And make everything right.”