It’s really hard to have a decision, a decision that would cost someone’s love to die and make someone live up and continue to love more; more so the fact that between the choices, the realization that costs will thaw out down to the very pelt of one’s own continuation. If you were given the chance and opportunity to be loved by two indifferent individuals, would you still manage to react on the mob’s critique? Or should you rather cover up your face and try walking backwards going back to the time where you had nothing to think about but yourself, just yourself. It makes me conjecture on why God gave me the same situation but with different sets of faces to deal with.
Am I too lethargic to handle such liaison? ...
Or am I that so contemptible to keep a fine and enduring relationship? ...
I love her because she loves me but the other one loves me but in a timid way, a way she could only recognize and myself to be befuddled at. I can’t let go of the emotion even though I know it would escort me to an appalling and throbbing end.
She did almost every convincing effort to make me realize that it’s worth fighting and worth loving, and with that I’m very thankful and warm-hearted to have her at my side...
But...
If I love her, i will tinge my name as well as hers...
What shall i do?.,. what MUST i do...
