The crossroad is where you and I first met, I inched forward whilst you raced on ahead, Neither of us knew what was in store But I sought direction and you just wanted… “more”. Here we meet again, at this crossroads, my friend; Me? I never left, merely needed the rest. You ran in circles … Continue reading Moving On
I looked at old pictures Of you and of us Trying to muster an apology For not being "good enough" All that came out Were words of honest truth "I'm sorry that I was never Broken enough for you" For months I kept trying To go back and apologise Kept thinking I'd done wrong That … Continue reading The Path Not Taken
She looked at me with insecurity in her eyes, as if pleading for sympathy. I couldn't. Much as I tried to muster up a shred of compassion, she had used up the last ounce left in me. Used it up on some medial triviality that was, if anything, inconsequential to the matter at hand. For … Continue reading Kindness is Not Weakness
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 