you will be left thinking to yourself
what could you have done more
something more better
something far greater
something that could have matter

you will be left thinking to yourself
what could you have done less
something less hurtful
something not so cruel
something that could have been just enough

you were left again and again
with just these thoughts hovering
clouding your judgment and self-worth
again and again until it hurts more and not less
with heavy feelings looming the once sun that wanted to set
not there is just fire burning
you set yourself ablaze
let them have the warmth
again
and again
but it still hurts
it does not stop hurting