Times, Unresolved

I yearned to leave my prison, yet when I was free, I wanted her back. Nonetheless, this didn't stop me from loving others. Times, unresolved they remain and what I named this fleeting poetry collection. Those times that came and presently remain. I am perfect when it comes to repeat the same mistake and that is clearly expressed on this pages. I wrote for her, but I also wrote because I also met him.