Wistful Afternoon

Face off showdown end
of a life of mine,
regrets spring from mind
fully formed
(though I'm no goddess)
I think of you
And the most painful thought
Is that you don’t think of me.

To all my someone's once
Upon a time now lost:

I wish
I’d been unfaithful
to that lying abuser
when you stripped naked and begged me
to touch you.

I wish I’d been unfaithful
In the face of your possession
And drove my other lovers away.

I wish
I had told you no
when you quit
no
when we left
no
before we started
I was too accommodating,
which may have destroyed you.

I wish
we passed each other
on a street full of people and sunshine
so I could see how time
has blurred your faces.
all you un-dear darlings
who simply complicated everything.