5.13

if i had a dime
for every moment i wished
i could go back in time
id have enough money
to build a time machine
and rewrite everything.
if i had nickel
for every joke you told me
every laugh, every tickle
every inside memory we shared
nothing compared.
if i had a fucking penny
for every time i think this
for every day
for every kiss
every story we ever told
thoughts of us
both young and old
the life we planned
the time that spanned
living in the moment
together
alone
then it was unknown
but now...
if i had a dime
for every time
i regret losing you then
id be the richest, sadest,
son of a bitch theres ever been.
im sorry.