nine

there will be two days that exsist in my
memory.

the day I promised myself to never regret
any move I ever made.

and the day that despite this promise,
i realized how impossible this was.
there will always be nights
when we sat next to each other
and never looked to the side,;

and I will always remember the
nights that we kissed fast and
forgave slow;

those nights, when we had it all backwards.