It is with the greatest sense of deja vue that I sit here in the parking lot of the marina once again. About this time last year was when I met her, and it has been a very interesting and mind expanding time together.
Valentine’s Day today, an ironic day to walk away from her to say the least. It was a painful year on the inside for me, different worlds for me and her and a man can only do so much before he can’t take it anymore. It’s a feeling of shared worlds that didn’t happen, the Michaelangelo effect perhaps in reverse. I would have loved to be accepted as who am I now and not just for my potential, the loss of that hope that it would be so, perhaps where my sadness this evening comes.
Some crying to do tonight, and tomorrow is a new dawn and the realization of it is what it is.