In shadows cast by choices made, I stand within a love's cascade, A bridge once strong, now left to sway, A perfect man I've turned away. The echoes of my heart's lament, Are whispers of my deep intent, To mend the bonds that time has frayed, To bring back days where dreams once stayed. His arms, a fortress 'gainst the night, In memories, they hold me tight, Yet here I stand, in silence, shorn, Of the warmth I long to be reborn. Regret's embrace is cold and vast, A haunting dance of deeds long past, If I could turn the sands anew, I'd hold him close and start anew. But now I walk where shadows creep, A lesson learned, though wounds run deep, I seek the dawn of hope and grace, To find again his warm embrace.