Wildflower Heart
I’m afraid to walk the path I’ve walked before,
Lest memories of you and I forever roar.
I glance at you, and an amusing feeling stays,
A smile on your face, a joy that never fades.
But beauty, like a wildflower, doesn’t want to be tamed,
And though you’d keep it, it’s already claimed.
By someone else, perhaps, or maybe just by time,
Leaving you with memories, and a heart that’s still aligned.
How he serves is commitment, a promise to adore,
Yet I’m stuck, torn between love and the freedom to explore.
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