Lost Chances


You see that person,

you had a past,

you wish it didnt end that way. 

You wish that it couldve last

but you realize you wouldve messed it up anyway.


But if there was another strike

just one more chance

you would hold out your hand

and ask them to dance.



I actually wrote this poem one day, inspired my bey best friend, who was just getting over a relationship, and didnt like they way it ended.

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