I've decided that this is it. I've dwelled enough and I've gotta walk on. I've written things I'll never send, and bought things that ended up unpurchased for some strange reason. My heart still stings from not looking back anymore, although the temptation of turning back is so strong, I know it will never happen again. Not in this lifetime.

Happiness embraced me in its lengthy arms for that period of time that she filled my mind, and my arms. She's still reciding in the most comfortable corner of my mind. And I'm comfortable with that thought.

It was a real pleasure to know you. Thanks for the memories.