If I could wave a wand and rewind the past, in a heartbeat, I would.
But is that logical? You learn from the past but in the future I wish I could.
Sometimes we cause pain upon ourselves while thinking we are doing what's right.
Sometimes I think, only after the mistake, that it wasn't so bright
But I've grown and I wouldn't change my past to understand my present
Because its my present that keeps me grounded yet hesitant.
Hesitant to the future and the thoughts that come
Hesitant to the what if's, the wishes, and #theBombs
Saturday, November 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: heartbreak