Ever wondered why ‘yes’ is ‘no’ and ‘no’ may be ‘maybe’
With them..
Why lies could easily be told but the truth remained the only thing that they could withhold
Or why days feel like weeks and weeks like eternity
Ever thought about what you might be missing out on
What experiences could have come, and how the life that you had was fun
Or what you could have accomplished all on your own
Ever dreaded the sleepless nights and difficult conversations
Always going round in circles searching for a flimsy form of justification
Or the things that you gave up knowing they would never do the same
Ever spelt out your mistakes and regrets..one letter after another
It’s gone and it’s passed but, you’d be damned if you stop dwelling
Or anticipated the end..better now than later
Right?
Love doesn’t live here,
A.