Along the same vein...

I think I'll continue a bit along the same vein as yesterday but at a different angle. So through all of this breaking up stuff I chose to be noble, maintain my character, integrity and dignity. By that I mean I didn't go pounding on her door begging and pleading, don't get me wrong-that is exactly what I wanted to do because I felt our love was definitely worth fighting for but because of circumstance I chose the high road. So here is my thought: is there such a thing as nobility anymore? Maybe it passed on with the age of the sword,with the Kings and Queens. Maybe we are all now just peasants. So then what did/does it profit me to be noble? No one else noticed or cares. It didn't do one thing to benefit me. Would it have made a difference had I laid it all on the line, begged, pleaded and cried? Would all the songs or poems of heartbreak mattered had they been laid at her door opposed to remaining in my heart? Would I have changed as a person by crawling through utter humility? Would that make me ignominious or just ignoble? What would change? What matters? Does any one care?
Keeponkeepin'on

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