"after all"

Imagine its a Sin?

Saw you just today
What a good start for the week of May
Oh how I wish I was there
Keeping my butterflies then I'll prepare
Just walk straight and going nowhere
From my side it was a long sweet stare
Until I end up sitting on a wall just near
Reminiscing the seconds ago
Realizing it was wrong after all
From the back of my mind
The conscience is speaking
What happened back there?
There was she and never been forgotten
Yes it was a sin
But all of it was never a chance
The fantasy was just fantasy
I was just trying for an early escape...

Reviews

[Not A Writer]

Good poem. Keep up the writing. Ethan