Leaving the bed thinking did I meant it last night.
This combination of heart and mind. Huh.
Why are we fucked up when it comes to heart?
Acting as slaves. Thinking I might be wrong.
Knowing ‘might’ is not the right word.
Either a Yes or a No.
It was my ‘Call’, my decision.
I am not a Slave.
No courage required but the touch of some buttons.
I knew the reply. I very much was aware.
I had to cease it.
My priorities were suffering.
I convinced and let go.
Disrespect and disloyalty are not my words.
Honesty is imbibed in my soul.
Forget and forgive, I have done till age.
Will get what is mine.
Now or future, no specific time.
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