have i had enough of you? so many factors to ponder upon. all the beauty and angst we have exchanged, through words, actions, looks. should i look upon you no longer to be my secret confidante, your soul upon which I etch my daily experiences and emotions...though I do not convey them to you verbally, I believe you receive these messages. This much I adore you, quietly, piously, these thoughts emitted towards a mental shrine of faith towards the better good of the future, for me, and for everyone I love. Like a journal or diary, I speak to you with these thoughts. I tell you all these deepest crazy beautiful things...everything between darkness and light...But now I see that perhaps you are not strong enough to take this. You are not. As beautiful as you are...you are soft, weak, a white dove of naivety that is a little broken in my hands. You have not travelled to hell and back. So you cannot understand me. I must seek those who can. Not to no longer hold you to my heart...but I must forward this mind to a place of higher understanding. 10 months ago my body left yours. Today my heart will take flight and will traverse across a new journey without you.