Hey guys! I know I haven't posted in a while, and I apologize, but I promise I'll get back to it as soon as possible. I made a FictionPress account in the meantime, (same username), if you want to catch me over there to see my writing that isn't directly related to any television series. Other than that, please read and review. I love to hear your guys' feedback. -Val
At times it seems there are no words left to say;
And your last, unfortunate option is to pull away.
We've all heard the 'it's not you, it's me.'
Yet please acknowledge what complexities may lie beneath.. those you might not initially see.
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Who knew that so much could change so fast?
One minute we're living, laughing; the next, reminiscing on the past.
We lost all we had, with no forewarning,
Triggering our sequestration, this clandestine mourning.
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Therefore having said this now, I want you to know...
Sometimes what's best for the both of us, in the end, is letting go.
Is it childish to ask what you think of me?
Have you ever thought of us together? What we could be?
The hardest part of it all is feeling, but not showing.
Having all of these questions, yet holding back, and not knowing.
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And it's true - at times, you question whether all of this is in your head.
Replaying the memories; including even the most miniscule thing that person has ever said.
Tell me, though; Throughout the teasing and joking, was it ever more than just play?
Or did I simply lose touch with reality at some point along the way?
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Because honestly, I know, (for myself), my best option is to let go.
To stop wondering if there's something 'more,' and just let if flow.
But it's incredibly hard to do this when you love someone so,
For if you give up to do what's best for you,
When it comes to 'what could have been,'
...Now, how will you ever know?