what made it okay was what was never said.
forced to make room for change,
made more difficult by my inability to move on.
the painful secret is the price we find paying
for imagining life to be so sweet.
for momentary epiphanies -
truths to live by.
to learn to live life to the fullest,
meant the eventual letting go of
important pieces of your life
the biggest challenge
i've ever dealt with
alone.

the more you let go,
the more you let in.
and i run through these cycles -
friendships fragmented into silence.


in the last week i've learned a lesson in timing:
and just how off beat i find myself dancing.
i've learned of the little effort it takes
to show some gratitude for the people touching my life.

i learned how lucky i was
that not everyone sees me the same anymore.
and for better or worse,
i have found myself in the company
that promises to go these changes
together.




happy birthday, b.