To think what could have been
A past that did not have a future
To drive through the moment
To get stuck at the red light
The car filled with good times
Now all doors open
The passengers all fall out
Then the light turns green
You leave
Alone
Worried
Should you of left your feelings behind?
Or should you of took them with you?
Why is it so hard to shift to reverse?
But so easy to move forward