Yes a regret
How she never lived for the smallest of the moments
How the run for money had finally betrayed her.
It is now she realized
When she had everything
But Alas! Love left her.
Love left her,
Not her life
Only her heart.
She looks back now
Desperate to find those moments
Those heavy breaths
And starry eyes,
And stomach full of butterflies.
Of how she could not be someone's first love
Of tales that failed to surface above.
Now finally she realize
Money too has a price.
-Mehak Sachdeva | The Ink Link |