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.