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[perdita_psyche]

I both want to be happy but live alone

I both want to be rejected but be loved

I choose both ends of the same spectrum since I can't choose which weighs more...

I know the words and I can't bring myself to speak

I hum the song but I can't bare to sing

Each time I try to make a choice, I end up choosing none at all

Each second pass kills me inside

Yet

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[perdita_psyche]

I know where I wanna head
I'm just too scared to take the next step
Afraid that the past repeats and intensifies

[melanette]

I'm just going to take the next few steps and leave the rest as a very good memory.

If I meet this one down the road again then it can begin; but as of late there are more important things that need my attention. A story is only good when it's finally written, and this is a really messy world to organize.

@__@ just head to where you want to be when you're ready.

[perdita_psyche]

I took the step and I'm still terrified...
though, nothing's more terrifying than not talking to him