Foolish Dream
I look back and think,
of all the time,
I spent dreaming,
a foolish dream.
I shouldn't be looking,
back at what,
could've been,
but never was.
I should look forward,
at the good things I have,
and how my life will be better,
without you there.
This is it,
the very last thing,
I'll ever say,
to you.
You weren't worth,
a broken heart,
so now all I'll say,
is good-bye.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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