In the dead of the night, the phone rang loud,
A voice on the line, breaking through the silent night,
An accident took you, so suddenly gone,
And my heart shattered, as the tears flowed on with might.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We had our fight, words that cut like a knife,
Left us both wounded, and lost in strife,
I meant to call, to say \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d
But the news came too late, and now you\u2019re no longer with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You were taken away in a heartbeat, so fast,
And I\u2019m left with regrets that will always last,
I wanted to fix things, to make it all right,
But now I\u2019m alone, in the depth of the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The weight of my promises, to forgive and to mend,
Feels so heavy now, with no one to defend,
I vow to let go of the anger that burned,
To hold onto the love, and let the pain be learned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the quiet moments, I think of our past,
Of the love we shared, and the memories that last,
I promise to remember, and never forget,
The love we had, even through the regret.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I move forward with tears in my eyes,
I promise to forgive, to not let grudges rise,
For in the end, love is all that remains,
Even through the hurt, and the extreme pains.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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