Question

For you... (A)

Time can be a friend, steady and kind,
or a thief that steals what you hoped to find.
It gives you moments, chances to try,
but if you wait too long, they pass you by.

I wanted to tell you, to speak my heart,
but fear held me back, kept us apart.
I thought there’d be more—another day—
but time doesn’t wait; it slips away.

Now I sit here, watching the clock,
every tick asked, “Why didn’t I try?”
Your smile is a memory, your laughter a trace,
and I’m left alone in this empty space.

There’s no pain like the one of regret,
no words are sharper than those never said.
If I could go back, if I had one more chance,
I’d trade my fear for a single glance.

Because time isn’t cruel—it just moves on,
but the silence I kept feels so wrong.
So now I know, with every tear I’ve shed:
it’s better to speak than live with regret.

Answer 1

thats deep

Answer 2

This is deep… now I’m thinking about writing one myself… I haven’t write poems in a while…

Answer 3

Is anybody wants the link to my poem I’ll post it below ⬇️

Answer 4

https://questioncove.com/study#/posts/676b3e196a819580c816d400