It is never easy letting go.
It is not hard getting hurt.
It takes courage to be released from fantasy;
and accept the pain of reality.
You sit there, a distance away,
while
I sit here watching, thinking
and
wishing.
I ask myself
'What did I do wrong?"
"Did I fail somewhere?"
"Did I fail somewhere?"
"Or, was it my own fault for not avoiding this problem before it took place?"
I look at myself,
my finger is pointing to me,
it was me, who wrought this
upon myself.
Wisdom says,
"If you love them, you would want the best for them"
and the best isn't me.
conscience sets in;
you have to move on.
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