Sail Away.

It sounds silly but I don't want to leave, and yet all i want is to go back. There's a chance, a slim, tiny, small chance, and i want to take it if it's there to take. I need to get from under this hazey cloud and just go for it. But I'm scared. It's you. It's you. I can't shake the feeling I've missed my oppurtunity. I'm slipping back into old habbits.