I don’t know where to begin. I don’t know what to say.
Everything is a jumble of overwhelming emotions crashing into one another. I’ve tried to reason it out. I’ve tried to understand…but come back to the same place. The beginning of a painful circle. I write blindly as my heart bleeds across the paper…and I realize…
Everything I’ve known to be true and good and hopeful. Gone. The Hand of Trust can no longer be held, and I’ve learned the painful lesson.
From this day forward I can no longer look back on the past. The future is what molds me now and every day is defining who I am. And who I will be with.
As he now has given me reason to walk away. Hat or no hat, it no longer matters. As I cannot hide.