ships in the night

Sep 01, 2013 00:23

after over five years of healing and poor judgment and ill-advised love affairs started in dark bars and whiskey-soaked kisses that often came with exactly the amount of trouble anticipated but in a completely different interpretation than imagined

i'm leaving.

while there are people i will never forget, nor ever stop loving, the cracks have grown to chasms in our maturity.  the stilted conversation widens the gap.  i expect that perhaps, in another round, we will meet close (meet cute) again. but in the mean time, i leave.

sometimes saying goodbye is relief rather than remorse.

god, this time really was my coming of age, and when i look back at myself five years ago...i don't even recognize that person.  even the person i was two years ago seems miles away.  this transformation has been, for lack of a better word, a trip.

in some ways, i'm more afraid of being wrong than ever, since i know i will be.  i know that taking this leap is big because i have seen the fucking fall.  the downside of being well is fearing the seemingly inevitable failure that things over.

i miss having regular comrades.

this time next week i will be in los angeles.
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