My heart has bled so much.

For the choices I've made that have shaped the person I am today, I can't always say I'm proud. There are things I regret, along with the 'what ifs' and 'maybes' that will forever remain unanswered.

Time has passed, and so have my chances.

My heart has bled so much.

For the things beyond my control. Some things are just out of reach, no matter how much we wish for them.

If it's not meant to be, it never will be.

My heart has bled so much.

For the things I had to leave behind. There are times when I yearn to return to that same warmth, that same feeling, only to realize that things will never be the same again.

My heart has bled so much.

For the people who've departed. What is it about them that makes you long for their presence, wishing for a chance to make them stay?

My heart has bled so much.

So much that I sometimes wonder:

How much would it take for it to be enough?

© euphemia

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