The Looking Glass Volume 35 | Page 62

A Story, or Not

Spencer Monaco

All I could say was sorry.

Wasted my breath, wasted my time.

Shame, we don’t live twice.

Please miss me, don’t dismiss me.

She’s all I ever really needed.

Far too long without a hope.

It’s taking its toll on me.

What’s a boy supposed to do?

Will it ever make a difference?

I think I’ve figured it out.

All I could say was sorry.