Writing My Wrongs

I was somewhere on the edge of love....I had my choice to either back away...real ...sllowwly...or take that plunge and keep falling.
Problem with that is, you have to at some point land once you've begun the falling....
and right now....there'd be no one to catch me....

So what did I do?

I stepped the fuck back from the edge and realized that...life lay the other way.

That fork in the road that had me deciding on left when I should have been going right...well, I went back to that sign and stood and REALLY read what that sign said....

because the first time I read it I was just passing by and I casually glanced because I THOUGHT I knew where I wanted to go and was for sure about how to get there...I figured I didn't need the sign.

I was wrong of course.
That's the fastest way to get lost and caught up going in circles or....a dead end....which is where I was, at that cliff...at that edge...of love.

Standing back here at the fork in the road, reading this travel sign, rrreeeeaaallly reading it this time.........
I see I missed the footnote in small print at the bottom...
hold on while I move closer
let me put my reading glasses on
ok, here we go......