Is it my gut feeling, or my heart leading me astray? Do I yearn for this feeling of being depended upon, or is it just easy to accept? We go our own way but always appear back in each others arms. Is it meant to be or just meaning full enough for awhile? It gets difficult for my mind to accept- the doubts still play a roll. The past has been pushed aside, the forgiveness has lingered but will it be repetitive? The feelings have never disappeared nor ever will, the what if still remains along with the hurt, confusion and despair. What if its meant to be? What if its only to make me stronger? The IF's still remain.