Starting Over - the second series
Here is the first of the second ... as it were. Thank you for the muse. And Zee, I know they're not your babies, but they're awful sweet. Berni, you are the queen of icons, thank you...
Unseen he watches the final part of his old life disappear into the grey, dull morning. It’s drizzling gently like so many tears threatening to drown him in a great wave of guilt.
He knows how harsh he seems but he had no choice. He met someone else, someone who makes alarm bells ring long and loud in his head. Someone who he knows he needs to be with. Someone who will make him test the boundaries, push them back beyond anything he’s ever experienced.
He knows this is going to hurt so badly; worse than anything else ever hurt but it’s going to bring him a joy he’s never experienced before. He can’t walk away from it. Two people have decided to be together. Two other people are paying the price, hurting more than they deserve.
Such is life.
Unseen he watches the final part of his old life disappear into the grey, dull morning. It’s drizzling gently like so many tears threatening to drown him in a great wave of guilt.
He knows how harsh he seems but he had no choice. He met someone else, someone who makes alarm bells ring long and loud in his head. Someone who he knows he needs to be with. Someone who will make him test the boundaries, push them back beyond anything he’s ever experienced.
He knows this is going to hurt so badly; worse than anything else ever hurt but it’s going to bring him a joy he’s never experienced before. He can’t walk away from it. Two people have decided to be together. Two other people are paying the price, hurting more than they deserve.
Such is life.