In the depths of my heart, a battle rages on,
Between wanting to reach out, and wanting to move on.
My mind is torn between two opposing desires,
To rekindle the flames, or let them expire.
I try to forget him, to erase him from my mind,
But memories of his touch leave me longing and blind.
I want to move on, but my heart won't let me,
It clings to the hope that one day we'll be free.
But reaching out means risking more pain and tears,
It means facing the truth of all my fears.
I'm torn between holding on and letting go,
Between the comfort of the familiar and the uncertainty of the unknown.
So I'll keep walking this tightrope, one step at a time,
Navigating the treacherous path between love and decline.
And maybe, just maybe, I'll find my way,
To a future where my heart and mind can both have their say.
-Fel.
