Why cheat yourself happiness? Why perform a life altering scene that penetrates the pinnacle of forgiveness? Alone is a cold dish serving of one, no warmth present for expressional needs in satisfying a hunger of emotional affirmation. No need in pursuing shorter gratification, losing more of what’s being clutched by an expeditious release of a premeditated notion shattered to pieces, scattered over self reluctance. A nightmare never leaving an option awakened, a conclusion never promoting a secured hypothesis, creating a monster who’s hesitant in pity.
Not worth the risk.
– C.A. Thomas