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Nov 2015
When asked to choose
When given ten-seconds to choose
I couldn't do it.
Why?
Maybe it is because the one that I would choose
The one that I would choose is happy
Maybe it is because of what it would mean
That would mean letting go of my best friend
It isn't a choice to make
Yes, I am in charge of my own life
But that doesn't mean I can make someone love me
I wouldn't want to if I could.
Love is not so much complicated as it is unpredictable
You do not know who you will fall in love with
You do not know who will love you back.
All that you do know is that you will love
and you will be loved
Having the one that you love love you back
That does not always happen
Even when it does, it does not mean that being together,
that being together is even an option.
It is not. It is not an option. It is not my choice.
There is no decision for me to make except,
except for whether or not I will wait for what may never happen.
I said goodbye to one, can I say goodbye to two more?
usdi, poetry & long nights, TLA
Samantha Faith
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Samantha Faith  30/F/Pasadena, MD
(30/F/Pasadena, MD)   
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