Growing up I never imagined
There would be different heart breaks.
This, by far, has been the most devastating.
You get a small glimpse of what could be
& you let yourself get lost in depths of blue.
You know the probabilities but you can’t help it.
Your hopes are high and time has slowed.
Hurry! I can’t wait another minute.
I need to let you know...
Is it too late now?
How far have you gone?
Come back to me.
It’ll be different, you’ll see.
Someday we’ll cross paths again
& I won’t waste another minute
Pinky promise, you won’t have a single doubt
After all...
I never mastered how to let you go.
