Confused

Preferences...
Ideas...
Feelings...
Thoughts...
Failures...
Successes...

All are results of choices. I am facing a choice... and I am reluctant to make it - as always in the matter at question!

Too good, too nice to be true... Maybe even too real...

Solitude, so hard to escape it once you embrace it... So hard to be part of relationships again... So difficult to accept people build bridges... And even more difficult to get satisfaction... No, wrong, pleasure is more appropriate...

Once it would have been so much simpler... Once it would have been done by now... Once the issue would be how to get away...

Sad, I get confused. I want to know more, I need to be straight, I need to behave in a ... decent manner ... which means I must be everything that I am not. But there is no point in doing that...

Because it will mean that I have little to no faith in myself...

Maybe that is the case... Or maybe I am getting old....
Or maybe I am off my face and need to get a hold of myself...
Or maybe I need to make up my mind...

Cruising down a slope, full of powder snow, a resort that is closed because of heavy snowfall...
The walk was a trial to say the least... The ride was the dream come true... The end was the trial itself...
I'll never get over it, but I always hope it will be mine again...

Like you are going to be mine...