As We Go On
I am skeptical about holding on
I have more initiative to let go
I must begin this hill at a slow pace
I can feel my heart beating
I now worry about the new days
I worry about bringing back the old me
Friendships are still gliding on thin ice
Yet I still take them back
I don't know how to react
Knowing that these people
didn't just give up on me
even though they know
how difficult I can be
gives me a sense of compassion
I miss the good times
It's good to hear the updates
but I get a chill in my body
that's asking me not to forget
about the last time.
I have a friend who will always be around
and has always been there
She will never be second best
No matter who tries to take her place
It's scares me to invite these people
back into my lives.
I was actually doing so well without them.
Yet my heart will never forget the good times.
These old friends of mines are embedded
in my soul.
I just can't let go.
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