I only wish I had the wisdom of Solomon.
Last night I made a decision that with all honestly was out of love for someone. The decision lead to large amounts of hurt and hours of worry.
Did I handle it right?
What else could I have done?
I thought I knew what I was doing.
I thought it would help. Help them and help myself.
There were flashbacks of a past that used to control me.
How do you shed hurt and pain?
How do you love?
The clock's hands seem to turn so slowly as I wait to hear.
I wish I had the wisdom of Solomon.