If I could turn back the clock

there were moments
frozen in time, but never undone
there were words
spoken in haste, and forever hanging
in that space between the dimension
of forgiveness and pain
laughters that echo
through the tunnels of time
there is love that is overwhelming
but still not enough
it is not emptiness that remain
but bittersweet pain, the deep loss that knows
what will never be replaced.
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