Was I your favorite “I can’t do this”?

Was I your favorite “I wish it had been different“?

Was I your favorite what if?

She wished she was
the only regret
She wished
and wished
until
Ever believing it
Became her very
longest regret.

Silence speaks loudest
When it’s dealt with
In the somber corner of your room
Where the polaroids once hung

She strung them up wishing images
Could come to life

Was I your favorite “it won’t ever be how it was“?

You were my favorite “at least the memories last.”