Prologue

…and life continues to pour countless reminders that I am alone. Furthering my life after the break-up; as inevitable it was, came no less surprising than the first day we met. What we know now is how we don’t belong. We can wish away the past and pray. Disguise ourselves in shame and blame one another for how things had happened and what had caused us to feel such pain. What it comes down to in truth and in life remains the same. We are beautiful, you are still wonderful and I honestly have no idea where to go from here.

 

What I do hope for in the future, is that when we come across one another’s path. We discover two things.

…I’m still alive and you’re still breathing.

 

I love you.

 

01/11/2009

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[Coyote Poetry]

"I’m still alive and you’re still breathing."
Sometime the above words is all we have left. A powerful prologue.

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