Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday

In all aspects of the word, I have love. The security, the comfort, the warmth of it. I revel in it.

I am thankful for it.

But there comes a point when you have to decide if its really worth keeping.

I am not easy to love and at this point, after knowing everything we have been though, I am considering the non pursuance of a love affair and for that..

I am ashamed of myself.