Our Last Goodbye...
Goodbye is a Second Chance
Its as though Ive let go..of hope, but in a good way, I suppose there comes a time when letting go doesn't hurt,its not negative. Really it feels right, not great, just....right....Ive become less interested in the conflict...not mattering anymore who is right or wrong ....It just is...we both disagree...Maybe there's some truth to getting older...and wisdom comes with that,...because I no longer fear the loss...or the loss of the loss..."It is what it is" ...to quote a quote I hate....but makes perfect sense... Ive come to rather appreciate being alone....could be a selfish nature of sorts within me...or just a weariness of taking anothers lack of responsibility seriously...with little return. Tho...I'm leaning towards the combination of certain personalities that just don't do well ...overall...
I do find myself somewhat resentful at moments,..but I s'pose thats from having expectations of someone who is ..Not Capable...OR ....Not Willing....to rise to that, as simple as that is. So I guess the fault lies within whom I choose to trust.
There are definitely moments I feel a deep regret for the way things have turned out....it may have been different...had one ...or BOTH..done things a little different...in BOTH ways....
Yet still, I also have fond memories of "stuff" that are never thrown to the wind......where it belongs...Its my memory...
It appears we are always taken to the path that we are destined to travel ...one way or another ...whether we like it or not....
Most often there are both incredible things and painful things we usually encounter on that path....
It is up to us to discern what we need to make ourself better,... for it is certainly both spectrums that will surely encourage growth to a better .....being...
This is the hope that I accept that which I can not change...
So while I lament at times for days that have gone by....I also welcome and am encouraged about the present.....ahhh...I look toward to the future to bring ponderence of the unknown ...and the clarity ....for the things treasured in the past....
And finally it comes down to....I am not prone to wonder what I may be perceived to be..or not.....I just try to do what is best...and right....and this can sometimes change often....as growing does....
And that my friend is ...
the short and the long of it...
the cut and the dry...
the fresh out the dryer...
And the long way .....HOME....
