My thoughts

What…Why…How? We are lost. Can we find each other? Or is it too late? I don’t know what I’ve done, How can I bring back the spark? Am I selfish or my priorities have changed? I have no excuse, only questions to ask. Will I ever get the answers? My mind is scrambling with million thoughts, My heart is aching for your gentle touch. There’s hesitation to start a conversation. Is it fear or is it pride? I don’t want to show my weakness - I don’t want the feeling of rejection. Are we lost? Can we find each other? Is it too late or is there HOPE?