(No) Regret

(No) Regret

I noticed,

how you fade away,

I slowly lose your voice,

the realization hits me on that bay,

while the music behind me tries to

overtone the order of my thoughts.

I noticed how I don't miss you anymore,

I no longer crave your touch or your words of affirmation,

even though if we're honest,

I never had them.

I no longer ask what if?

You don't deserve what-ifs,

and neither do I,

the difference is,

I deserve better,

I got out of your grip

of manipulation,

my time now starts again.

The only thing I mourn is

that I didn't notice earlier.