I still remember
Laying in the grass
Talking about what we wanted in life.
Staring up at the stars
Pretending we were the only ones
Who felt so alive.
As I laid in your arms,
I prayed not to go back.
Back to a life with expectations and complications.
Where all I felt was pressure.
Pressure to be more like her.
You two were so alike,
It scared me sometimes.
The fear that you only chose me
Because she was already taken.
I would sit in my room
To try to erase the thoughts from my head.
A voice inside me saying, "Let him go."
The truth is that I kept him too long.