Thursday, March 2, 2017

Two Options

It had come down to these two scenarios. After all this time. After all the sweat, all the blood, all the tears, we had now been reduced to two options. Both of them good and bad for the same reasons. It's all about love and trust now. Who do I want more? Who do I need more? I have to let one go. This was always my worst fear, the moment I'd have to say goodbye. I knew it would be this way. I knew I'd have to do this eventually, but that didn't stop me from trying to avoid it. I have to be the one to say goodbye.

I never wanted to do this.

I have to do this.

I think I've always known the answer, I was just scared to admit it.

I choose you

I won't say goodbye, not to you.

Not today. Not ever.


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Omg this made me want to cry. What made you have this idea?

Ms. Spengler said...

You have really captured what it feels to have to make a choice. Any choice, really. When we choose something, that implies that we did NOT choose something else.
Not just about people, but about life choices and even what we have for dinner. :)

Anonymous said...

Wow! This is really deep! You really put into words the regret and pain this choice is causing.

Anonymous said...

Wow! So many poems about saying goodbye. Did somthing happen that made you write this?

JulieH said...

Andrew, Thanks for reeling me in with your writing...and then leaving me with feeling included. What a great piece!

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