What do you see when you look over at me?
Love and the future, or the desire to be free?
The actions, the words, they’re all out of sync
So what did you think?
When you left me alone
To reflect and to muse
Alone with my thoughts, my feelings, to chose
The next steps in my life, in your life as well
Responsible for choosing our heaven, our hell
The question however that chases my mind is
What if they’re different?
Not at all in alignment
Our needs and our wants
Do we even know how?
Closed hearts to be opened, can we even allow
The love, the emotion, the passion so spent
Embattled and bruised by each argument
Do we have what it takes to rebuild and regrow?
Or do we pack up the pieces and let broken hearts go?
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