Wisdom of Solomon

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.

Love.

I wish I had the wisdom of Solomon.