You told me to give up. You told me to let it go and walk away.
And because you don’t ever ask much of me… because you rarely are ever that adamant or demanding of me… but mostly because I know you are right and I agree with you, I am going to walk away and give up.
Because you told me to.
Because I want to.
Because it’s the right thing to do.
But I still don’t regret for one moment that I chose to try. And I don’t regret for one moment that I feel I did the right thing at the right time and for the right reasons. If someone else took my reasons, took my kindness, took my offer, took my friendship, took anything else that I gave of freely, and then used it for some other purpose than I had intended, that’s on them, not me. The karmic balance of the universe is ever in place, and I got mine coming… and so do they. And I don’t have to DO anything to make that happen or even want that to happen. I just know that’s how the universe works.
But I find it strange that you asked me to give up.
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