i hold my breath as i read through

i hold my breath as i always do

whenever there’s something

something about you

that comes out of the back of my mind

out from where i left you behind

It’s a pity how it all goes to waste

a day or two, a month or two

then i’m back crying because i miss you

this histrionic mind of mine is a wreck

for more than 5 years i’ve been wanting you back

i let you go, i set you free

she let you go, she set you free

is it really fated?

this fantasy of you and me?