This time it’s me

I am one step behind.
This time.

This time it’s me who treads more carefully, who walks slower.
So will I hurt you like he hurt me ?

Will we be too different from each other to hold hands while we walk ?
Will we lose sight of each other, will our hands have to let go ?

You said you loved me, and I smiled and silently kissed you.
You asked me to marry you, and I whispered “I love you” into your ear.

I am one step behind.
Too far to make it work ?

© AngelikaJahn 2012

About blue

I am a divorced single mum to a teenage kid, and at present re-emigrating to my homecountry Germany. Writing helps me to clear my thoughts, but as well to turn sadness, fear, and regret into something beautiful and release it from my heart.
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