Die for each other...

I feel abandoned. Love isn't always supposed to be about being in love - sometimes it has to simply be the choice to not give up. To try to move forward even when it seems impossible. I deserved a second chance, I really did, and while there's nothing more I can do to convince you to give me one, I can surely say that you'll regret not giving it to me. This too shall pass, and while I am merely at the beginning of moving on, know that I shall do so with grace and with the little dignity I have left. As of yet there is no hate or resentment, there is only happiness about what was shared, pride in what was learned, and wisdom in what was not. What lurks behind the corner is anyone's guess, Perhaps a whirlwind ride unlike any before, maybe a gentle breeze, but probably something in between.