Un-synchronized Harmonies

She stood there and reminisced about home. She thought of all the wonderful childhood memories associated to that big white house. She thought of running down the stairs every morning when she smelled the waffles in the kitchen. She thought of her mother laughing when her tiny frame knocked into her. She thought of her dad half-heartedly trying to berate her for running on the staircase with a small smile on his face.  She thought of the little swing on the porch. She thought of Auntie El telling her stories about her mom, sitting on that old swing. She thought of the pillar in the living room where daddy marked her height every year. She thought of her prom day when daddy almost cried taking a picture with her next to that pillar. She thought of the day she packed up her room. She thought of how strange the walls looked without ratty pictures from school stuck to them. She thought of the first time she came back home. She thought of how it had felt. " Miss, do you wi

As he stood there, he knew he had a choice to make. The choice that might just determine how it was going to be from here on, until the end. He knew she wanted him to stay. She wanted things to be the way it they had always been. Still, the more he thought about staying, the worse the possibility seemed. He knew staying would make him miserable. Yet, leaving would make her miserable. Decisions. Decisions. In the end, what's yours? what's mine? When they're all just not right It's been a really long time since I've been here. I had reasons but I can't seem to remember the excuses anymore. This post might be fiction for the post's sake but it isn't that far-fetched. They're not really he and she.  They're both me. It's been tough these last few months. Decisions waiting to be made and neither option heavy enough. Still, thanks for waiting on me, blog!  Distraught love but love all the same K