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By CryingShame58 Date: 2013 Mar 11 Comment on this Work [[2013.03.11.19.54.10913]] |
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It is one of those kind of days, nothing has gone wrong but not really right. This time of year I'm usually as euphoric as the bursting popcorn blossoms from the dogwoods and I hum along with the swaying winds of March. I can't seem to put my finger on it. Hhmmmm. Why? But as I write and think and I think and write. I dive deeper to I find, the thing is. . . A deep sadness slipped in over night. Maybe I bumped into memories of you, me and us or maybe it's time to allow myself to conclude. I can't erase what you meant to me, how foolish I was to believe in you or the valuable lessons I learned. However, it's a relief that I can honestly in my heart of hearts know "meant" is past tense. |