Crossroads.

How to trust someone who hurts you, a book could be written about the pain. To trust them again, work is put in. To leave, will regret linger or will I make it far, far enough away not even visible by car. The contemplation that happens - to stay or to go. Which road will I take? Months, weeks pass and still I do not know. Is it okay to stay at the crossroad, am I moving or am I standing still? I am waiting for a sign, something to show me the way, yet all remains still. You see, there is no right or wrong, there are many forks in the road, many different paths to take. What can I live with? Who will this road ask me to be? I am not willing to be less than this new version of me. So I stand still at the crossroad, light comes and the road becomes clear. I set fire to them all, I walk forward and wipe my tears.