…between a rock and a hard place.

When going backwards is about falling.

When going forward isn’t really an option.

The minutes, hours and days go on.  Erosion sets in.  Emotions come to fore.  Shaken and starved.

And yet…unwilling to move, scared to lose.  Every step forward has been earned. Yet any movement away hurts.

In a way, I am exactly where I am supposed to be.

But, it’s like a trap, shackles, a prison around myself to keep me safe.  If I don’t move, I can’t get hurt.

I know someday…one day soon…I have to choose.  I cannot stay where I am forever.  I am starved.  I am eroded.  I waver.

How do you teach your heart it’s a crime to fall in love again?

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