Confusion

As time passes, the glow of a promise fades and what was once a happy wish becomes painful reminder of hesitation and uncertainty.

What can prove me wrong, or right? Nothing. Can I count on my intuition? It failed me before.

I should move on. I tried, and I came back. It can be perceived as courage, or cowardness. Either way can be right. And both are hurting.

Whatever was once there, is now stained by these doubts. Whatever credit was there has been drained. I learned well that things come and go. Why, just why is this staying.