Maybe One Day

<p><strong style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>There were two things I knew for sure back then:</strong></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>           First: Bryce Clark's sole focus was getting an Olympic gold medal not a girlfriend.</strong></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>           Second: That didn't stop me from falling hard.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>For six years we would hook up whenever we were in the same city. My whole life revolved around swimming and him until it was all gone. His dream came true while I closed mine down and walked away.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>I was done with swimming and Bryce Clark.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>But the universe had other plans for me. Two years later he's back and I can't escape him. He's everywhere and he's asking for a second chance. A chance I'm not sure I'm ready to give.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>He's working across the hall forcing me to reconcile the man before me with the one I knew; making me realize no dream pans out exactly how we want it to. Giving him that chance would mean talking about the past. Which I'm definitely not ready for.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>I'm not interested in going back. I'm tired of maybe of not knowing where I stand in his life...</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>But I'm also tired of wondering what we could have been if we had the chance. </span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>