What ifs
Don’t talk to me of yesteryears, of what ifs and should have “beensâ€Â
I am tiring of this guessing.
Does it make you feel better, berating yourself for “if only I had?â€Â
Does this confession cleanse the soul?
You have the courage to stand there, walk today into tomorrow’s light.
yet this shadow seems to grow.
Sadly now you have me thinking of if you are… what “iffing†me,
and now my shadow grows…
Silently I bite my tongue; it’s been swollen many times
and listen once again to “if.â€Â
In earlier times I would have tried to make everything right, to agree
but that just made them worse.
So now, I listen while you yesteryear once again and again
and my stomach churns.
I look for escape… some long overdue task to do, some out…
many times you just follow.
Ironically now, I am starting to think about yesteryears myself
and it still includes you.
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