LURKING

Your sweet memories lingers,
They lurk around my being,
Yes, people come and go,
Things change and move on,
I will never change, I will never retire!
Nothing really moves on when memories lurk,

In the realm of pretending to have moved on,
and not caring, I shall lurk...
Right there and always
Silently, oncely,
Stalking comparisons
Thinking and assuring myself

The mistake might not have been worth it,
But it musta been perfect,
Everything turned out okay,
Nothing worth regretting.

If she was to come back, she would have lived her life exactly like she lived it.
No regrets!