For the Best

As has been the norm lately, I have decided to try something very different from my usual fare of poetry (this may actually be true prose). This was brought about by a combination of very sudden inspiration and the desire to expand my style. So, let me know what you think, please.

For the Best
by: Eric Fulmer

Even as I sit here, thinking of you, I wonder...did I make the right choice? To turn away from you was in no minds my first impulse. I desired nothing more than to fan that spark that I felt between us. For I knew what you felt, and I felt it too, I believe; but my better sense told me that to walk away was the better option for the both of us. It was impossible for that time, what we wanted. I think deep down inside, we knew what would come of it. I listened to that small voice of sense from deep inside...apparently, you didn't. So, I was forced to walked away. To walk away and leave you standing there alone like a leaf to be swayed by any lone breath of wind that passes by. I am sorry. I sought only what I knew was for the best...for the both of us.

Why?! Why could you not understand that what I do and have done is all for you. Why can you not understand that it is because of my love that I did not take you up in my arms and carry you off? But you would not be dissuaded. You came rushing after me, just behind my every step as if to convince me that you belong there, and each time, you forced me to remind you that it would never work. I could not say it outright, though, for that would destroy you, so I ignored you, which may have been all the worse. I ignored the way you looked at me, I ignored the things you did to try and impress me, I ignored...(voice dies out). I know the way I treated you hurt, I could see the pain on you face each time I was forced to spurn your advances. Sometimes, I almost weakened, almost folded after looking into the depths of your eyes and seeing the tears you hid well up, almost told you it was all an act...that I did really love you, but I knew things could not be done that way. I knew that you would recover...eventually.