If you don't love,
your life will flash before your eyes.
and you will be wondering what happened
to all your wasted time.
You try your hardest dwelling
on the what ifs,
and you wake up to see yourself
standing at the edge of a cliff.
Wishing you could rewind
trying to dig up what you had
to be back in the time,
where you were simply glad.
With your life hanging on your fingertips,
you realize that life isn't what you thought it would be,
and your heart might explode with doubt
but you take a step back and your simply free.
It's a lovely poem. It flows beautifully.