Poem Time

1:11 PM

So I used to write poems. Not so much anymore. But after reading Ash's and Morg's...I figured I should start again. Here goes.

You left me drowning.
All of you.
But I figured out how to swim.
With help from unexpected places.
From unexpected people.
And now I can begin again.

This time, it's different.
It's strange,
But good.
I'm afraid of drowning again.
Of losing the old.
But I'm more afraid of
Not finding the new,
Of regretting what
Could
Should
Would
Be.

So I'm jumping in again,
Head first.
I'm hoping, wishing, waiting,
Praying
That you won't let me drown too.
That you'll be there
If I fall
Stumble.
Not if, but when.

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