Poetry · Writing

honey dipp III

it’s like

we turned the clock;

left everything

the way it was,

except for us.

i’ve changed.

either for good or for bad-

the road traveled

left scars

memories;

made a lot of 2nd opinions

on things once ruled out.

to give everything a second chance

so life

doesn’t have

anymore

what ifs.

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