Go.
I wanted to write; That it didn't feel right. I couldn't. I couldn't. I knew it wasn't a doubt, to begin with. Maybe I took time; Maybe I never did. For awhile; I did not know how. To handle myself, my shame, my guilt. The guilt of letting yourself wander In someone else's arms. I held none to it, your promises. They were bluffs only I knew. A small part of me hoped That you'd prove me wrong. But you didn't. You didn't. Now leave. Let time heal, And give its best to me. While you, my love; You stood there, Watching over me. When it was time, You reached for my hands; Said "you'll be fine" And held me still. This time, I let myself believe.