Things had been progressing
          I, anyway
But then there she was,
and all of my aspirations came rushing out of me,
          out of my eyes.
It's hard to move forward
When what's behind
won't stop lingering.
A yes or a no, dammit.
Be present or nonexistent.
No more in-betweens.
If she is going to be in my life,
then I need to know that.
If there isn't a chance,
then I need to know that as well.
This can't keep happening.