sometimes I watch the ghost of my potential future slide over, wrap her arms around him and kiss him. and he loves her back, you can see it in his eyes.
i can feel it in my bones.
you can watch that me throw herself into those friendships, the ones that are new and fit perfectly and feel really good
and do you know what? those friendships run hand in hand with getting him.
but there's still the scraps of that old world hanging around
those scraps, they don't feel good anymore
it doesn't feel good to hold on to them, even though it's the right thing to do
why do we have to listen to the potential future talk shit about the embarrassing past?
we shouldn't, because a huge part of us belongs to that past
and those people, living fully in that past
well, they're good people
and they do care about us
so we hang between worlds
one day, we hope to have finally let go of that old world
and in our wildest dreams, be sitting fully in that potential future
it would be beautiful
but would it be right?
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