Stuck between two. Whether to take back the new you or move forward for the search of something new. I stick around because you're familiar. I stick around because we have a past with more good than bad memories. Sometimes I think of those moments and I miss what used to be but then I remember why it ended. I wanted to experience new things. I wanted to enjoy my life the way I wanted to. I wanted freedom....I just can't help myself but to ask myself, "can I still have that being with you?" You ask me if there's a possible future for us...I dont know. I see it but I don't at the same time. I am simply stuck in the middle between you and the world.