Never want to be just another horse in your stable,
Especially not now given my situation I’m truly not able.
Yet my mind drifts to memories that are slowly fading,
Thinking there could be new memories we could be creating.
Dreaming of a present that doesn’t exist,
Feelings that should have ceased instead persist.
Maybe in a parallel universe I wouldn’t be here,
Or maybe my mind is just running out of fear.
To be continued