THE REGRET

When you were there I felt like I needed a little rest. A short holiday. Away from the normal simplicity that I`d feel over and over again from the fact that you were there. I`d try to make you go away for a while and if I were in luck find a sanctuary just to feel a little different on another ordinary day. I would then feel a little relieved from your presence although I knew that you were there. Then you left.

Now I have nothing.