That second I found one I think might stick,

Doubt creeps in.

We could have worked. Nothing was stopping us. Except:

Doubt crept in.

The past and present are Kane;

Future: their unfortunate kin.

The doubt of past and present took their brother,

Before we even met.

The epilogue of the story of us is filled with silence and grimaced smiles. But you’re impossible to avoid.

Your eyes remind me of how you noticed things about me even I didn’t realize.

Your soft gaze would gently study me in the silence of conversation.

Your voice brings me back to the ease of conversation and undeniable compatibility of our personalities.

Your spirit is stowed in the flower I pressed. The one you gave me the day things ended.

In the cacophony of positive memories lives the pain. The pain that accompanies regret.

I did nothing wrong, yet it’s all. my. fault.

I’m afraid

of falling.

I’m afraid

to admit my feelings.

I’m afraid

to move to fast.

I’m afraid

I lost something good.

I’m afraid

I’ll never find something like that again.

The eight letters lingered between us,

But fell on fearful ears.

I know it’s too late to tell you,

But I think I do.

I shouldn’t want you,

But curiosity precedes.

Friends for so long

That it seems impossible.

But here I am.

And there you are.

Are you pretending you don’t see it

Or is this the dreaded friend zone?

All I’m saying is it’s worth a try, right?

The blinds are squeaky,

The walls blank

And it’s dark

And empty.

I’m all alone

For the first time.

Ever.

And it’s dark

And empty.

To all the people I’m leaving

and the scars I’m healing,

I’m greatful.

Because you are what brought me here today.

It's moving day.