Sunrise brings joy
Sunset brings reflection
The nights are cold and lonely
but I never remember the rain
New days will come
I am scared of new days
I worry about the weather.
My ramblings about life and my journey through it.
Sunrise brings joy
Sunset brings reflection
The nights are cold and lonely
but I never remember the rain
New days will come
I am scared of new days
I worry about the weather.
I had a conversation via text last night that I should have had a year ago when my relationship that spanned the previous four years ended. I’m clearly a glutton for punishment, but even today I refuse to believe I was wrong about the relationship. We had something very special, something I’m not sure I’ll find again. I’ve said before, true love is when the one you love and the one who loves you are the same. Whether this was true love, I guess I can’t ever really know. I think it was. But apparently I was the only one of us who felt that way.