I read what I wrote and a giggle. The same way I laugh at how naive I was when I wrote about that girl in middle school, I wonder at my ignorance last year. I was so alone and I felt betrayed and lost, those feelings I mistook for something else. I am glad you held your ground because I would be so miserable right now if you had agreed with me.
Now I am better and I am whole. I have even loved and lost within that time. Not quite the same, but not so different. Something new. We have our own ways of doing things and our own little sayings. We have our places that we go and our names for each other. We fight in different ways and also love. I want her in different ways than wanted you.
It is hard to let go of things when one doesn't think anything else will come along, but something does and without letting go, life would stay stagnant. Life is made up by a series of events and relationships that shape us into the human beings we are. It is important to absorb every second and continue to walk forward.
waiting for my cue.
