Being a hero has its price...

There are moments, when I wish I could just take all the sadness away, but I have a feeling if I did, all the joy would be gone as well. So I take the memories as they come, accepting them all, letting them guide me wherever I'm destined to go. I was struck with the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people. But what happens when the people you thought were right, turn out to be the biggest let down of them all?

All of a sudden this shooting star came flying through the sky, and all I could think about was how much I wanted to see you again. I can remember every moment we were together, and in each of them there was something wonderful. I really can't pick any one time that meant more than the other. The process of healing the wounds you inflicted provided the richest experiences in my life, leading me to believe that there truly is a reason for everything...

The initial reaction I had was anger. But now I'm not angry any more. I'm disappointed. I'm disappointed in myself for letting you treat me the way you did. Maybe it's my fault for expecting too much, but that's just the way I am, the way I turned out. I want things to be better, for both of us. We found each other, so there must be a point to all this. A reason, which explains why our journey led us here. The pieces all fit together, yet somehow everything is falling apart...