This is isn’t pertaining to a specific something. It’s mostly just a reflection and was a away for me to play with words.
That moment; when your heart, or maybe head, makes the choice. You are no longer confused. But now you tumble into yet another trap. Was it the right decision? Will you get a mulligan if you want one?
You spent all that time debating the answer itself that you almost wonder what the question was in the first place. Sunshine bursts through the clouds, dappling your face with shadows of leaves.
It doesn’t matter now. It is done. The act of constantly flipping and flopping between the choices made the consequences instant. It is too late to go back now.