A past of potential,
A mind filled with cause,
Nothing to stop me but a fear of a loss.
A loss of time,
A shame of the waste,
The mind switches perspective to revisit the case.
So much have I loved,
No more fear of regret,
From all the time wasted I have no more for stress.
Of all taken for granted,
I wish for the best,
And the past keeps on growing so plenty is left.
Not to take lightly,
Don’t move to fast,
Memories now, forever will last.