I'm the bigger person
Admit defeat.
Admit defeat.
Admit defeat.
Only then, or only now, can I move forward. WE can move forward.
It makes me picture a train. An older train (caboose included).
For a long time, its been stopped here. And just now, finally now, it begins to show signs of life.
And the wheels, achingly slow, begin to move it forward. A painfully loud process, as the once-still train forgets its rust that was planned out for it, and leaves those dreams behind. It might take a long time to get up to its quicker more ideal speed, but we all know that once it gets going - reaching it full potential... this will be one difficult train to stop.
And this is a good thing.
1 comomo's...:
Very well put. The train will reach it's destination. But it may have to stop for support along the way. From someone who loves u.
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