hold

I will never understand how one conversation has had the power to completely take hold of me and change the course of my thoughts for years gone by and I'm sure years to come. I want so desperately to forget it, but more desperately to believe it.

At what point do you accept defeat and walk away from what you believed was right for so long?

Perhaps the day that it all seems so final, but I've been here before, and that day lasts but a moment in the grand picture.

And here I am again.

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