Maybe it’s time to stop,
Poetry isn’t my thing anymore,
I’ve lost some sense in it,
And it’s not something I adore.

Maybe it’s time to start,
Something creative and fun,
Like photography or write a book?
Nah! I should just stick with one.

Maybe it’s time to rewind,
Go back and see why I started writing,
Well, It was because of a girl,
Whom I was about to be leaving.

Maybe it’s time to go forward,
I should just forget the past,
It was then and this is now,
I can’t always hold on to “us.”

Maybe it’s time to pause,
And let it play through,
Who knows?
I might someday find you.

—Thomas James Written on January 18, 2012