Moment To Moment

By KM Taylor.

Some moments, when I think of him
I just want to disappear
To truly be invisible
To forever vanish before his eyes

Some moments, when I think of him
I want to anonymously support
To like and to care
To quietly love, despite his silence

The first would be final. A true end for the rest of our lives. 

The other would be to set aside all hurt and pride. Despite it all, to give and to endure, to relent to this worthlessness, to swallow my pride. 

From moment to moment, I cannot decide. 

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