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i must make a choice.
between two possible lives.
entirely different worlds
that have begun to collide
right in front of me.

there is no easy answer.
there are no guarantees.

i lost track of the weeks.
its almost friday again.

he is supportive.
comforting.
positive.
adorable.

i cant get comfortable.
he will be leaving again soon.

8 am.
im still in bed.

he asks about my plans.
if they may include him.

familiar territory.
and he's making an effort.

i cant help but hope.

we promised to be more candid.
honest about what we were thinking.

"ask me again," he said.
he admitted he made a mistake.

he needed someone to steer him
in the right direction.
"i turned left," he said
my heart stopped beating.

it was poetic.
it was the truth.

it hasnt stopped hurting.
its been a year.

old wounds are re-opened.
nervous hands begin to shake
again.

is it worth re-hashing?
should i be walking this
fine line yet again?

i will never have the upper hand.
history
continues
to
repeat.

because
the heart
holds
onto
him.