The Reply That Never Came

If only I had been honest back then.
If only I had taken the hand that reached out to me.

I keep asking myself, "What if?"
But no answer ever comes.

The words "I'm sorry," with no one left to send them to,
still wander somewhere beyond the screen.

- Was it the reply that never reached me, or my feelings that never reached you?

A melancholic ballad about loneliness, regret, and the quiet ache of loss.