The Prospect of It All

The prospect of it all,
Its just too late,
You are everything I’ve always wanted,
No time for a clean slate.

 

Settled for a life unsettled,
Complete now; whole, content.
Your life is well established,
Before me others went.

 

Sad about precedent choices,
Decisions set aside; delayed.
I see with touch what i want,
Though life is starting to fade.

 

Strength, acceptance, taken,
Weakness; my heart shatters.
Drenched, love, intense; inside,
Heart open; this matters.

 

The prospect of it all,
Anguished, bitter; its late.
You are everything i’ve always wanted,
No time for a clean slate.
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