The In-Betweens

I took my bags with me
Each were heavy with two years of regret
and missed opportunities
If I just did things a little differently
would you still be here?

But fear got in the way
Now, I don’t even have anything to be afraid of
because there’s nothing worth fighting for
Nothing worth risking
Nothing left saving
Nothing -
not even you

And the worst part is knowing
we could have been great