As i went on talking, I came to realize nothing seemed to make sense... It was not only irrational but it also made me aware how awry these thoughts seemed to go. Perhaps it was time for me to make my intentions clear, and make sure my motives, good as they were, were realized. Maybe I was not clear in portraying my feelings and emotions and in that she was lost in a mirage of confused and random images of dismay.
I do not blame anyone for this predicament. It was a battle I had long been fighting inside myself but never had the courage and wit to even try to retaliate by making a move. I could have made a hushed and silent argument which was swift and untraceable to the eye, much like the Trojan horse, but I feared the consequences...
It is futile to even try and reconcile. It's just a matter of how long it takes me to learn the most difficult of all virtues; acceptance.
That will be the start of something new, and I know it'll make things right for both of us.
It began with that phone call.
