Awkward Places

Wednesday Feels

Awkward Places

I am left to my mind,
When we are together or I call you,
But you seem detached,
As if you had better things to do,
Or I wasn’t good enough,

I wonder whether I should move on,
Stray from the promises we made,
And seek another,
With whom I wouldn’t have to question,
My sanctity or worth,

But echoes from the past,
Remind me of how long you took,
To let me in so deep,
Cause you feared this,
Another disappointment;

But I care about you too much,
And my heart wants you,
Wants to wait,
But my mind tells me,
Of disappointments to come,

I hate the possibility,
That I might hurt you so deep,
Or cut a wound so lethal,
That I would never forgive myself,

I miss the good old days,
When we had just began;
Before we put labels on what we were,
That changed us,
And now I wonder whether I should call this a lost cause,
And go back to being strangers.

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