I still want to figure it out

even when it doesn’t matter,

I think about those days,

all the different ways

we did live our lives,

we did hide our sorrows.

I think about the time now,

the what ifs

the why nots

the constant barrage

of never knowing how.

We live a certain way

in our society,

the ability to walk away

is sometimes easier than sticking around

then there’s that missing part,

that missing what we never want to return.