She regerets it now;
having left everything unsaid.
Her heart cracks by the mere thought
of how her world could have become if she had said
He watched the city disappear
in the dust of what seemed to be the last memory of happiness.
If only she had said something.
If only he had been stronger than his pride.
And both at other sides of this world
but the same amount of suffering,
watched their worlds turn gray.
Jehona Thaqi ©