I kept telling myself everything is fine,
All I need to do is walk the line.
Keep my head up — for the past,
I need to let go, for once, at last.
Letting go is hard.
I have to keep myself on guard.
Between us, I don’t want to build a wall,
I’m just petrified for us to fall.
I'll keep drying my tears — but don’t fret,
It’s only because I wasn’t ready yet.
I'll miss the thought of you, it’s true,
But I could never forget my sweet baby boy blue.
I'll be here waiting with open arms and heart.
I could — and would — never pull us apart.
Stay strong, keep your life steady,
And just know... I wasn’t ready.
The real question is would I have ever been ready? Did you save me from dreading over it before it happened.?