I came to dread those last days,

And now in hind sight 

Wish I had them back.

But I was scared.

If I could have removed myself,

And taken my heart somewhere safe on high,

So that I could have relaxed, and seen the bigger picture,

Every single thing would've ended differently.

But as it is, I ponder in my way,

Knowing how open-ended that I am,

I wonder,

Did I dread them for they were the last,

Or were they the last because I dreaded them?

-jenn