Sonnet

I thought I'd post the revised version more publically. For those who've seen it before - I altered the repetitious bit in the middle, althought hat section still doesn't flow quite so well as the rest.

And so this aching hole will not be filled
And once again you've slipped out of my grasp
No longer will my tight-wound nerves be thrilled
At touches from your hands, your hair, your clasp
Around my wrists, your nails, your teeth; your kiss
- ah, that will hurt the most; although I'm sure
your lips will touch my cheek again, I'll miss
The heart that once went with them all the more.
And so, things change. I'm glad we got this far.
No matter what I wish, what might have been
Or what went wrong, these failures cannot mar
Bright memories of all we've done and seen.
And so, my dear, remember, I loved you
And, in my way, I tried, and I was true.