There Could Have Been

All is lost
I am ready
But the guilt in your eyes
Makes me falter

It has been done
I am bleeding
But the trembling of your hands
Makes me hope

The knife that you held
The blood that you drew from me
Is not pain
But freedom

Yet in your eyes
Are tears
Where was the hatred
That I saw a moment ago?

It can’t be mended
You and I
That was what I thought
Until I saw you cry

You called my name
And said sorry
There was too much regret in you
Far too much

Please
I love you
And I don’t want to meet you
In the place where I’m going…

…All is lost
I am ready
But the guilt in your eyes
And the gentle way you held me
As I lay under death’s mercy

I thought
Maybe
There could have been a chance

There could have been…

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