Week Eight. #18: Richa.

L A S T M I N U T E S

Tick-tock, tick-tock

Inhale, exhale, feel at ease
Exhale, inhale, I've forgotten how to breathe.
There's a sharp knife in my chest,
The feeling of regret
All the things I should've done
All the things I should've loved.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock

Love.
I forgot to tell you,
I love you...
Or now
I loved you.
I'm starting to fade
Forgive me, I can't remember
Who am I?
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
I wish...
I wish I could have been more
More grateful
More loving
More caring.
Don'tcrywheni'mgone Pleasemoveon
Doitforme
Tick-tock tick-tock tic-tock
Light
I see the light
I'm sorry but I have to
I have to leave... I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry
Ticktockticktocktictock

"Sorry."

-JustADreamer9302, Richa.

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