Don’t Let Me

Written January 6, 2009

Every day,
I fluctuate.

To be or not,
there is no in between.

I know what choice I need to make.

It’s not your fault,
that I’m distracted.

Talk with me now.
You will see what I’ve seen.

You know that risk I will not take.

Because I know where this could go,
and I don’t want to make you a detour.

Not again.
Not to you.

I’m pursuing your friendship because
you set a standard I’m looking for,
just like [he] did for me before.