The most dangerous phrase
One can say is
“What if I had changed my mind?”
Outside those quotations
And somewhere between past lines
Are wishes I whispered,
Fears I kept inside,
And truths I masqueraded as lies.
Mixed in the letters
I never gained the courage to send
And plans I set aside
(Telling myself someday
I’d pick them back up —
To unfold what they hide)
Are the daily choices
Which became my guide.
Throughout my memories
Float around the same lingering fear
That someday it might be too late
To hold this idea–
An idea that was always fleeting — but returning.
Now has that imagined moment left me here?
The most dangerous phrase
One can say is
“What if I had changed my mind?”
—Written by Sandy Heights
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