I walk alone with guilt

What is it

about you

that keeps me wondering.

 

I think I know

I think I know

I think I know

and then it's gone.

And you fade.

But I know.

 

It's the opportunity never seized

over analyzed and unavailed

It hurts bad

maybe that's why it leaves

self-preservation or something.

I come first.

 

Still unsatisfied..

that should not be

since

I am my first love

but

parting is such sweet sorrow

that I shall say good riddance

till come morrow.

 

F**k you guilt

why must you be

the horrid ex that never fully stays an X

Must you ruin every dream

and reality

of mine?

 

Maybe I should not be mine

to be of others would rid me of you.

But I refuse

because I still would not have

the others

while they had me.

So I will find a way

and we will not walk together

anymore