The Problem

The Problem

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I’ve created a problem.

Each day I feel this problem grow.

And I let it happen.

I shouldn’t have given into it so easily.

I knew better.

I should’ve known better.

Allowing myself to trust.

Allowing myself to feel safe.

Allowing myself to become too happy.

I shouldn’t have.

I know it.

And yet I allowed it to happen.

I should let go.

Right now while I still can.

I could make it easy for you.

But I don’t want to.

Part of me wants to stay.

To be happy like this.

But again.

It isn’t right.

It isn’t meant to be.

My heart doubts my mind.

Emotion over logic.

Though I have to remember the difference between,

Reality and delusion.

And for once.. I think it’s reality.