So many times I write you and I delete what I say
I delete the words because what are they
What do they even mean
Can they even grasp what I feel
What we had
What does it matter anymore
Words are just words and time is just time
But if I write you will it reveal something new to me
Will it reveal a secret I never knew
Will it heal my heart
Will it heal yours
What do I say to you
It’s been 4 years and I have no idea what I would say
But I want to reach out for some reason
For some reason I want that connection again, when I shouldn’t.
I mean I really shouldn’t want that again
Maybe it’s just to check and see you’re alive, to check to see if you’re ok
But shouldn’t it be you checking in on me
Shouldn’t it be you wishing me well and hoping I’m ok
Why do I care still.
Why do I want to reach out
I write you and I delete the words.
I write you and get ready to send it but I don’t.
I write you and than nothing.
Every time I write you
And I realize it’s not enough