The Love of Self…
A mess that’s what this is.. Honestly it’s not a hard choice to make. Or at least it shouldn’t be.
Choices.. Where to go, when to stay, when to leave. Who and what to hold onto. Who to let go of..
But these are not the only things that are out of sync in my world.
This is not a love story, but it is a story about love. The question is, do I let go of me to hold onto to him? Or do I let go of him to embrace me? Choices.. Sometimes you can’t have both.