Decisively removed from the circle, but I still find it hard to believe that we have gone this long without communication. I still can’t believe that this is where we have ended up. I never thought we would let a year go by, but now that time has turned us into strangers, I realize it can happen to the closest of bonds. They were right, nothing is sacred. But turning my focus to the shadowing future, I will reclaim my spot in that treacherous circle where I once thought I had support, love, and loyalty. Deceit, hate, and betrayal.
Enough of me has flowed through you, but you never really got it. You never really got me, and I’m just now beginning to understand you. I thought I knew back then, but I was clouded by childhood.
Maybe when the air is clear and your mind is yours, we can start planning again our trips to the sea, and you can follow me to where I’ve already been, and see for yourself what I’ve been raving about.