Sometimes

Sometimes

I wish I had let you go

When you let me.

I wish I had suffered the heartbreak

And moved on

Instead of winning you back.

I wish I had burned the photographs

And found a way

To be angry with you.

I wish I had found a way

To stop loving you then,

Or at least to ignore my emotions.

Sometimes

I wish I had let you go

When I had the chance,

For if you leave me again,

I won't recover this time.