I’m in love…
I’m in love with him
I’m in love with the memories
with a daydream
with the boy who was
and the man he could be
with a swingset
and with a coincidence
with a day
with a fateful meeting
with long soulful talks
and with a forever
but…
I’m being suffocated
by the possibilities
by memories
by the mistakes
by what was
and what could have been
by a forever that will never be
by the hope of that forever
by the need to let go
because I have to let go
but…
I don’t want to
but I need to