In the end
I still think about you
I make my way to your city
A bit scared to meet you coincidentally
A bit expectant honestly
What will I say?
What will I do?
Most importantly, it depends on you
What will you say?
How fast will you run away?
Are you willing to be someone I want but not who you are?
But I dare not reach out to you
For feeling so strong in leaving
Then having the nerve to regret it
Will the harm I bring outweigh the peace you gain?
In the end
Failing to keep my emotions in check again and again
© VJEQ