Goodbye to You / December 13 2003
You've created a problem for me, some sort of catch-22 dilemma that I can't fathom. Sometimes I lie on my bed wondering how much simpler my life would be if I had never met you. None of the heartaches and down-trodden stretches of uneasiness. But at the same time, I can't imagine not ever having met you. Your smile and your sarcasm, both cornerstones of the experience, and your simple softness are sure to be missed.
Unfortunately, I'm unable to tell our story to its full extent. Maybe it's because it's not over, or maybe it's because I haven't figured out everything yet. Whichever it may be, I feel the gates closing steadily.
