Theres a stinging pain.. from what was read..
to be.. what can be said..
as much as it is on Black and While..
right infront of me..
and clearly to see..
My heart just wont believe..
I stand in a fork road..
from what should be done,
and what my heart truly wants.
you on one end.. it might never happen.. but my heart wants to take the chance.
My friends.. on the other.. telling me what to do.. to a certain extent.. I agree..
the more I think.. the more I feel weak..
doing things, I regret..
making choices that wasnt even there from the beginning.
and all I ever wanted... was you...
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