Choice
I walk a fine line between you both. Feelings teeter, tears are shed- someone will get hurt.
I'm scared.
My heart longs for one.
My head disagrees.
My head promises one.
My heart claims I'm through.
I see a fine string between you both.
Threads entangle around my heart.
You both tug the strings tight.
Take claim.
The decision is mine.
I don't know if I'm ready