Inevitable, historical relationship: Escape

This place is such a mad world. A world where someone can seem so right, but be so wrong. Where everything could work out, except for all those little things working against you, slowly building up, making a wall just beneath you, making you choose one thing or another. Once you choose a side, the wall will finish and that thing on the other side will forever be gone. And you will never know whether it stayed there, hoping the wall would go away, praying that you were still there as well. Or, is it left, leaving you with another decision: To hang onto something that is forever gone, or to let go. But, for now, you are stuck in the middle, both sides enticing, but only one right choice. The wall is slowly building up beneath you and if you don't choose soon it will pluck you off your feet and turn your world upside down. And instead of gracefully stepping to one side or the other, you will fall. The longer you wait, the farther you will fall. The more it will hurt. And the bigger the scars will be that are left.