I guess

I guess what you do is you derail, you detour, you get stuck, you just don't move on.

And you're still happy? Until the next tear, right?

Stupid girl!

Crossroads

Time is upon us.
I know what I should do.
I can't seem to be able to.
Such a long way between knowing and acting.

I wonder if it is cowardice, fear or just plain bonelessness.

Is it so idiotic to think the spark is still there?
Idiotic to ignore danger signs impossible to miss?
Just plain idiotic?