The Choice

There comes a time in your life, when you make the choice that is of your least liking- trying to please.

Out of fear.

Out of tendrills of a past of being a good girl, of "yes, mom"s and dominated, forced agreements.

There comes a time in your life when the only place you want to be is anywhere but where you actually are.

There comes a time in your life when you give up on the belief of giving yourself away to the first person who comes along, just to get away from here, and a time when that changes; when the right person comes along.

But Mr.Right can't take you away now, not in a year, not in two, yet you most willingly wait.

I made the choice of staying behind when all I want to do is be there and it hurts! It hurts real bad, beyond belief.

Maybe I am a dramaqueen, but forgive me for caring too much.

Forgive me for having a future that is undefined, for not planning ahead, for not being consistant. Forgive me for not insisting, forgive me for the bad things I am.

Forgive.

For- Give.

For-Get

Irony?