Brains!

I said i would take you in with my breath and let you out when i need to. and you know what letting you out is impossible, but it isnt so bad. You can actually stay as long as you want. the lost feeling has been disipating these past few days, i wrote a sorry poem for myself and to you - which i consider a type of closure. things could not be better if they had to end, so what more can i really ask for without it being pretend? I feel like i wont be the same, but i have found that it may be for the better and not for the worst. That is all gone now, but there is other stuff, there are other people, there are always chances for everything. Maybe what ive learned will aid me in the furture or destroy me, who knows, but the uncertainty gives me hope because nothing is set in stone.. it is still sad but im not forlorn any longer. things are just the way they are and i am dealing even though some things still remain. so here i go, back to some form of my former self, and i bring with me great reminders of things i loved, and i leave behind this weeks sad spots.