You wrote sonnets.

[hyrocookie]

It may change, like many thoughts in my head. But tonight felt like a dead end. Good thing is I dont feel bad like how it felt before. Maybe I'm coming into my senses. Or maybe this is you saying that it's like that in the first place. Things are clearer, you are clearer this time.

And so I wrote my moving-on sonnet (you will not find it here). At least I've done my part.