Always Afterward

Realisations, only afterwards
Past the point of no return
Lines crossed, actions regretted
Filled with guilty feelings
Every moment, thoughts reoccurring

Living in the presence
Until presence turns being the past
Unable moving on, unable letting go
Beautiful memories, tainted by pain
Future moves on, left behind

Taken for granted
Things which mattered most
Only realising; than suddenly gone
Perils of acquiring things easily
Unseen, unknown; till it’s too late.

Copyright by Tan Nguyen
Thursday 9th of June 2016

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