Not My Option
How can people let go that easily, but I can't? To me- Letting go isn't an option. I'd choose to love that person silently, admiring that unnamed soul I'm close to. Maybe the person was right? Just wrong time? It has various reasons why things happen. Maybe I was meant to wait? not to open doors before it was too late. Starting the same cycle with another stranger is a waste. so why not be patient and wait?
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