Wishing for one thing,
Wanting another,
Conflicting aspirations collide and shatter
Any hope left inside this beaten soul,
A kiss in the rain left behind more pain than joy,
It brought more confusion than before,
A hole is being dug,
Deeper, deeper, deeper we go,
Hoping the end will bear the future we want,
While also knowing that this is impossible,
Her hazel green eyes are a respite from the unknown,
Holding her in my arms brings a feeling of safety,
Yet I know the arrangement is temporary,
Because restrictions of our working class make it so,
Now we need to make a choice,
Do we take a chance and end in enforced departure?
Or do we play it safe and not try at all,
Leaving us with that feeling of eternal regret?
How do we make such a choice?
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