is it better to love and let go? even with genuine concern?
or to fight for what you want, what you love, even if what you want is buried under so much.
do you fight for it by standing by and waiting, even if it kills you inside, until it surfaces?
that you might bring it back to it's highest quality?
or do you learn to let go, learn to get by.
trying to accept it.
swollowing your words, your help, your love and concern.
letting it all slowly and all too passively pass away to be bitter and left feeling empty.
how are we to know what exactly to do?
how do we cope?
does distance heal?
or time,
or space?
do you take action, or painfully let it drift away?
what's for the better? truly?
god, please help me.
