My mind asks me repeatedly,
'What does he really have to offer?'
I answer it back with a weak 'Nothing'.
'I know he can't give me what I'll eventually want.
He's closed, hurt, has already had his life'
My mind listens and calmly replies,
'Then why pursue him?'
I struggle for an answer.
Biting my lip in silence.
My heart replies for me with gusto.
'He gives her comfort, company, happiness and above all a laugh. Their chemistry is unheard of. Let her have this, stop overreacting'
'When it goes wrong, which it will, who will suffer the most then?' My mind retorts.
They're both quiet.
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Short Story / Thrillers
Poem / Romance
Poem / Fantasy
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