How did we end up here?

I wanted for us to be back together but how can it be when our time apart makes you thrive and you rediscover the man that I fell in love with.

You’re sorry for everything that went wrong.

I’m sorry for everything that went wrong.

We’re both sorry.

But you and I, why are we not together?

Why?

There are no more tracks on how many loops around the world I’ve done at this time to act as if I was a traveler from another dimension, brought to lift shoulders and steal pain from palms that chose not their fate.

As someone who feels deeply, outside of this epiphany – on the writings – dedicated to souls on their backs and stuck expressions with tall tales, I can’t help the want to grasp their face and achingly ask why.

It is something I can’t figure out myself, but I can see the hope in some of their eyes that it will be seen. That person isn’t me, you know – to save them. Although I will help along the way.

The secret is this… Eyes that focus with love and desire, can save just about anything, maybe even anyone.

Even if you are looking in mirrors.

From a winter kiss.

Having an online journal is a fun thing. It allows you to re-visit a moment in time. Sometimes, a little too much.

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It’s been awhile Tumblr.

The only time I would write here is when 1, my website is down and 2, i’m not in a good place in my life and I am both right now. (Edit: now my website is back-up!)

I’m single. It seems forever ago since I last uttered those words. After 7 years, I am single again.

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I am one lately.

And like a glass ball, I shattered the moment I hit the ground.

Shards everywhere.

I feel brittle. I will break every time someone or something comes to close. I break at the slightest nudge. I tremble—shake like a leaf.

I need to go back into being a rubber ball. Bounce up, little one!

Until then… Try not to pick up or sweep the broken pieces.

It’s a misery waiting to happen.