I'll let you in on a little secret.

I've spent the past weeks thinking about what I want and what I don't want in y life. In short, I had the strong resolve to burn bridges where fire was deemed necessary and to throw my suitcase to the ocean in a manner of speaking. I think knowing and doing are two different things, with varying degrees of difficulty. Knowing what to purge was hard. Purging is even harder. Nevertheless, we do what we must to make it through the day.

I found that I don't want to burn anything with you. I want you in my world. I want the idea of you to exist in my head and in my heart. Because your existence does give me hope. I'm sorry that I even tried.