Here lately, there has been a lot of change in my life (those of you who read my stuff know what I’m talking about), and I’ve come to a simple realization.
You can’t make the wrong shoe fit.
It doesn’t matter how much you like it, how much you want it, or how much you’re willing to sacrifice for it – if it doesn’t fit, it’s not the right one.
Whirring fan in the background
Shadows flapping beneath the light
I, standing in the in-between
How could you do this to me?
After all we’ve been through?
I thought we had an understanding
You and I