I have wasted so much time
dwelling on the past
that the future arrive way too fast.
Thinking about what might have been
made me ignore
the warning signs I should have seen.
Now I am no longer sure what
it is I am feeling,
whether or not I should disclose
these secrets I have been concealing.
Maybe it would be best
to keep them to myself
so they don’t end up
hurting anybody else.
I have lived with them for this long,
why risk what time
I have left by saying something wrong.
I pour myself another glass
to ease my mind
then I will drift back in time
to see what else I can find.