One is foolish to love wrong.

But to deny yourself of something true is even more so.

I thought I was right. It was stupid to give so much to somebody who never returns.

But then I realise, how stupid it must be to live each day thinking about that person whom I am not supposed to have lingering emotions for.

I don't want to be a fool.

But I don't want to be devoid of you.

I hold your hand once more. This time without fear of your betrayal.

Even if you do again, I doubt I would make it out of your hands.

You never let me escape anyway.

Let's be foolish.

Isn't that how love works?

I'm afraid of stability for the fear of loss when my world is being torn down.

But I'm even more afraid of when you're not with me.

I muster up my courage and hold your hand because I've always wanted to do so.

Tie me down now.

Overcome my fears.

I don't want to cry again so please, let's not turn our heads away from this route we have taken.

I will be nice.

Don't leave me again.

It's a confusing thing.

It's everything that made the wedding aisle and the vows for life.

But it's also everything that tore the promise I made for love, but without love.

Love itself is a confusing thing.

And man is a creature of its play.

I take off the seal of promise on my hand.

I take off the facade I've put up.

Let them talk about me. Let them say everything they want.

I regret hurting her but I would regret even more if I let him slip by again.

I will find the truth between right or wrong but there's one thing I am sure of.

Let me just follow my heart.