The first few words are a bitch.
But after that it all seems to make sense
And flow with ease
Some of it isn’t worth reading twice
And some of it holds the deepest truths that I can’t begin to express
In any other way.
It’s like having a really close friend
Who knows you well
But still, wants to know you better.
His appetite is hard to satisfy
And his questions are what keeps you awake at night
Thinking about all your regrets weighing down on you,
Trying to undo them with the power of thought.
Needing to understand
The reasons behind those choices
The movement of the gears
Setting off the chain of events
Ultimately leading to the inevitable.
You would take those moments back
Or make a different choice given another chance,
But what if each one led you to discover some truth about you
That would have otherwise remained a mystery.
Would you take it back then
And leave that part of you covered in sand?