Past, Present or the Future...

Strong it is to control this whole scheme. How big and great it looms over you. Oh how much, it soon will begin to frustrate me.

Not letting go will do that to you. Holding on to what was comfortable and made you feel good. But sometimes we've got to move on and decide what we'll do.

You act as if she's not there...lingering into what is us. A part of who we are together. When I ask a question, you say not to press.

Still you hold on, keeping little gifts, notes and plenty of pics. Acting as if I don't see it, as if I don't realize they're there. Maybe you're still in too thick.

Hiding it doesn't help, you slip up and they come out. Then you pretend not to notice, or pay attention when I ask. But now I've begun to doubt.

That large white elephant sits in the room. Funny thing this game is, you pretending she's not there. That elephant's name is "Doom".

Either I'm it or I'm not. Keep your trinkets of past or give me you're all. But we both can't be here, realize you're already caught.

What do you say, the future or the past? Decision time is coming quickly. The dealine will be here fast.

Where will you choose to live? Go back to her, or move on with me... Either way, I'll choose to forgive.

PS - I know you're reading.