I'm nervous and unknowing.
When it happened?
After my last class of the day,
Going into a weekend.
I could have saved myself then.
But I didn't.
Second Time.
I feel ashamed and confused.
How can it be?
There is no fear, ever...
Or so I thought.
What you said, hurt so much.
It took days to know
everything you said
was true.
Third Time.
I know what I need to,
yet it keeps me
from my happiness.
Why is it them?
I don't know.
But I don't want to.
I'm not afraid to say the truth.
I'm not scared of the future.
I think that I could move on,
But I'm not sure that I want to.
