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I’m Indecisive.

Of life she writes.

I’m indecisive.

Because last time, I told myself I needed a break.

Last time, I told myself that I could do it on my own.

That I was fine alone and that I didn’t need anyone

For anything.

And then he came along and showed me why I was lying to myself.

He came along and gave me companionship.

He gave me love

He gave me friendship

and warmth

and bliss.

But he also gave me disappointment

and insecurities

and a feeling of self doubt.

He was a rose.

Roses have thorns.

And I got cut trying to move the roses into the vase by my bedside table.

My fingers started bleeding and the pain did not fade.

So here we are.

One question, and only my answer.

I’m afraid.

I’m exhausted.

I’m not sure.

Sure, I like plenty of flowers and plenty of flowers would love to sit in…

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