Dilemma As I lied to the pale and fragile face of whom I once trusted and felt like I could never let him go. I felt his grip loosening on my hands. His fingers stroked my hand and then abruptly vanished. Could I ever forgive myself as he turned out the door and I knew that we would never come back. For the last time his hair ruffled in the wind and shimmering in the rain. He walked of with his back to me and didn't look back. I shouldn't have lied to him in the first place. Lying causes a dilemma that normally he is gone before you can fix and patch up with #life to say the simple word, "sorry".
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