Cross Road
Crossroad
It's funny how this has turned out.
I use to get flustered when you're around.
Frantic beating of my heart.
Crazy change of my mood.
Now I realise that as much as I love you, I got to let go.
You're just not worth it.
You don't want my love.
Yet I gave you everything I got to offer.
I am a proud feminist that lost everything I believed in.
Funny when I have conversations i am told I don't need a man.
But did I ing need you.
Even superwoman sometimes needs a superman soul.
I thought it was a myth when I am told fall in love and watch how you lose your self respect.
But I proved it right.
Loving you was too much work.
No certainty about my place.
You made me question everything right I ever knew.
I learned as much as holding on is okay, letting go is bliss.
Toxic love is all fun and games until it has eaten every part of you and there's nothing left.
This is our crossroad.
I guess it was a competition between Heathcliff and Cathy and us.
Romeo and Juliet was magical;
But I choose Hermia and Lysander, Mr Dacy and Elizabeth.
I guess it too much to ask for.
I'll cut my losses and wait for my joker.
I know he'll be everything good and bad.
His weird will match mine.
I will have my place with him.
No questions asked.
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