In the moment I made a choice
said the words and shut that door
Sealed shut on something beautiful
that I’d wanted for so long
But the timing wasn’t right
to take the shot felt wrong somehow
And though I may feel twinges of regret
(I know I felt much more than twinges then)
I can’t help but think of the potential
for doubt and remorse that might’ve been
Wrong choices made for the right reasons
rarely are the wrong they seem to be
