Monday, October 12, 2015

Options

Strange enough,
I never wondered,
What it would be like,
If he where mine,
See the thing is,
If I ever did think of him,
As this,
He would be only,
An option,
In a sea filled,
With choices I'd rather make,
Until there is nothing left,
But bad decicions at shore,
Stranded next to me,
Burried beneath the sand,
The girl you wanted to make yours,
Only her hand above the strand,
Would you pull her up?
Once she treathed you as,
Just an option? 

If you think in options, you'll feel stuck.


















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