I felt like giving in today.
You cheered me on and sweetly reminded me of the good it would bring.
That silver always seems to catch a ray of light at the most inopportune time.
I picked you up and a part of me smiled while the other fought against me angrily.
I watched the reflections dance off of you and was reminded of the steps to that dance.
I looked down at the markings we had created together, they were perfect.
And yet there was still something missing that had always longed to be.
I needed one more marking to top off all of the others.
Just one right in the middle that would change the entire picture.
One that couldn't be set back after it was done.
This would be the finishing of the picture
The perfect finale that would make a bold statement.
A statement to myself
And to anyone who dared to look upon me with expectancy.
I wanted to do it now...
But maybe I'll wait until I won't have to hide it.
Yes, tomorrow.
Or the next day...
Or just whenever everyone forgets.
Then I'll carve out just how much I hate what I do.
But not today.
Maybe tomorrow....
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