It's Then I Realized I Shouldn't Regret Poem by Mark Heathcote

I would abandon my soul
if it wasn't such a thorny rose
If I wasn't so hooked on
Those concessions of hopeless faith
That lingers and blossoms with you
I would disdain my own bleak heart
For playing Cupid and picking locks
I would enter betting shops, fatally blue
And elevate my life in this hellhole heavenly

But alternatively, I'm happy to sit idly by
And gaze at your flaxen hair
And watch it turn silver from gold
It had to be that day we took our first semester
And walked home like billiard balls
Clinking together in the pockets of the dark
Beneath an opal white moon shining clear
That's when I realized you were an angel a firefly.

That's when I realized that the stars, the universe
With me inside were jarred up in you
And that I was happy never to be free
It's then I realized I shouldn't regret
The lightning without rain
It's then I realized I shouldn't regret
Elevating or reaching for the stars with you
I was kind of confused but it filled me with power.

A faith renewed
Beneath an opal white moon shining clear
It's then I realized I shouldn't regret
The hunger I felt when you weren't there
It's then I realized I shouldn't regret
A single moment of impendence spent worshipping you
That's when I realized you were an angel a firefly.
And I don't know how to leave you
I don't know how to stop watching your flaxen hair
Turning silver from gold

I guess in the end
it's only when the whole story is told
do you elevate out of this hellhole heavenly
I guess. In the end
it's only when you've come unglued
and landed on your feet next to an angel
do you thank the Lord for your heart and soul
and how it poured and how it bled
and in the end, wished nothing would ever end.