Insistance in Resistance
How casually it all began, never did I imagine, he would capture my heart the way he had.
Inspite of the cerebral fiasco that the relation stirred within, I persisted, as all assumptions of uncertainty were cast to the wind.
Until that fateful incident decided the winning hand. Though neither was I prone to accepting, the cards that had come into play.
So here I am, in what seems to be a sea of pain yet never a regret because you always learn even if the subject is one that you detest.
Upon awakening, each morning I sense his presence within. How can it be that his nature filled my soul this way? More so I wonder, why is it that I insist? For what reason is it, that I don't find the way to let him go. The answer is really quite simple and this I know is true. It's the way that I felt when I was with him, this from the very start. To be beside him was the most glorious sensation for I felt he was a part of me.
I resist releasing, or waking from the dream.
Hope I refuse to lose because I continue to believe.
Hope I refuse to lose because I continue to believe.
