there is, a laundry list of reasons why I am single, aside from 'choice' definitely being the deciding factor. there is a broken girl tatted in the right palm of my hand; reaching for what she can not obtain. have you ever choked up from a flashback being so damn vivid?! your mind, and your memories... can be so fucking dangerous. I am rarely left alone with my thoughts. this evening; is a rarity indeed. I find my self still trying to explain questions I have no answer to. I'm no longer sad, inquisitive from time to time? Yes, who wants to be left without answers. I know it all works out. The last five months have been some of the happiest... seeking peace. I am still on a beautiful journey to self healing, but every once in a while, somewhere in between three jobs, sleep, friends... a life; I have a couple hours to myself to think. to recollect. to grow.
Love.