Danger, danger

This can be dangerous.

I know it but I’m playing with the past.

I don’t want to feel this empty feeling.

I don’t want to get burned twice, but I’ve already lighted this fire.

I feel everything is too complicated again.

Maybe I’ve been wrong. Yes, I have.

Perhaps I shouldn’t try it.

I thought I was ready but it hasn’t passed enough time.

It’s still soon.

I still haven’t healed my wounds.

I still haven’t forgotten us.

I have only to let you go.

I believe you have to do the same with me.

Don’t you?