Here I am again
drifting between all the maybes and what ifs
that are just valid enough to possibly be true
What an ugly word.
He only possibly loves you.
You may only possibly be good enough.
Possibly is a word that grips me and keeps me from moving forward.
My mind screams at me that possibly is a liar
but what if
my brain is wrong?
What if I move on and find out that he loved me all along?
What if I back away and someone new comes in and breaks his heart?
my dreams aren’t dreams at all