Time

Well its time for me to pick up my life and move on. Oh well I guess it "was" time because I already moved on, or maybe the time is now and I just moved on early. Hmmm well that's complicated. Life is moving on with or without me. So I decided to move with it. Time waits for no man. I will not forget, but I will not dwell on it. It's time.

Forgotten

The words that I love have disappeared, they have forgotten me. I am now left alone to try and make things right, but how can I make things right when I don't know what went wrong in the first place. How can I be loved when I don't even love myself.

People say I am holding back. Well how bad do you want to know what I am holding back, and what are you willing to do to find out.