Was walking away the best thing to do?
I ask myself every day,
and I always wonder about you.
There’s a hundred letters
that I never sent
I must have cried a thousand tears
alone in this bed.
The other morning walking
there were three shadows following me
it must’ve been who I was
who I’ve become
and who I’ll be.
I’m not worried about who I’ll be
it’s who I’ve become that scares me.
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