The feelings fade as time goes by, testing the bond that has been tied. It is up to me to decide what to do, should i invest more time or be rid of you? I feel as though it's run its course, but to me it seems to have no source. Nothing that can be corrected or fixed; what is it that i have seemed to miss? As for now ill let it ride, but eventually I know I must decide.
decisions
Sounds like you've already decided. The poem say it all. Nice write ~~A~~
thanks for your comment
thanks for your comment allets, and we'll see it depends on their effort.