I am torn, conflicted
between one who is beside me
and one that should be,
I cannot decide.
She is my anchor,
speaks the words that comfort my heart.
The other teases me, a fun loving heart
they both make a perfect woman.
But I must decide.
Must I choose?
She bats her eyes and I die,
the other winks and my knees give way.
Must I choose?
She makes my heart faint with longing,
The other cherishes me beyond what I can imagine,
they both fill my heart with joy.
If I part with her, I will die.
If the other leaves me, my soul will be robbed of light.
Must I decide?
They both are the perfect woman.
~ Pandit.
And so continues the emotional binge.
Image: Diver From Beneath by Petr Kratochvil
Comments
I coined up 'The Truman's Paradox' to represent this situation.
Unfortunately for fate you only get what you want in two halves .. in different locations ... you have to bring the two together to balance the paradox.
Nice stuff mister ... opens a plethora of questions