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Decisions

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


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