This is out of my control, again.

Do you not think that we could start again ?
Sometime
Go back to the parts where you winded up at mine
Or does the thought of me still chill you ?

Its been an emotional month one of which
I’m not proud to admit … Do you think we could start again ?

With the hi hello
I am a friend.

Now the thought of me no longer thrills you.
Or will we end up nothing and just be trivial!

Pointless!

Useless!

Like a plastic bag dragging in the wind but held on tightly by skelton hand branches,
Like ripped down stop sign that the cars and traffic come racing though without a thought,
And like the person who stands behind you whilst you try to draw cash out,

I feel on edge,

Do you think we could start again?
My hand this time when it reaches out to shake you,
Empty.


You didnt love me and I was never a person standing there, being a
bystander to my own feelings, events and surroundings.
This is out of my control, again.

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