I was wrong. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t consider what the cost of meeting you there would be. No, even that is not true. I knew the cost… and the consequence. Mankind does such desperate things. Who can really comprehend?
And so I sit, again, with my head in my hands. I am fully acquainted with this moment. It seems I relive it every so often, as if to ensure that it never be forgotten. A bitter angst rises up and I say so much that I don’t mean. But your words, your words pierce so much deeper than mine. “Just promise me something…” You don’t know how much you ask of me.
You’re right; the reality of what was, is something that never should have been. And so I quietly walk away, tip toeing through the shattered pieces. Life will continue at a pace much faster than my heart can beat. But it matters not, as I am the one who watches out for me, the only one who guards my heart. How very foolish I have been to let it out of my sight, if even for a moment.
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