There will come a day when you look back on all that you did not pursue with great regret
But then it will be too late.
There will be no one left to love you
No one left to abuse
The option to swallow your pride, admit you were wrong
They will all be gone.
A day when the pain you thought you were saving yourself from will be all that you have left.
You think your heart is broken now, but you have no idea what is yet to come.
Someday all this will matter to you
The friends you pushed away
The love you didn’t chase
The family you wish you had been closer to
But by then, it will be too late.
Your family will pass, friends will move on
And love will only be a distant memory
The uncertainty of which you will never escape
You will never know that she was waiting for you behind the door
Hoping that you would turn around
Praying that just for one moment
You wouldn’t do what you always do.
Break her heart.
In the end,
As you lay there alone
Waiting for the reaper
Not one will be there to hold your hand
No memories of love to sooth you on the way
All you ever wanted was for everyone to leave you alone
But there will come a day
When all that you have been running from will be all that you crave
And then…it will be too late.