Sunday, October 17, 2010
You and I have changed, haven't we? We ended up going to separate paths. Yet, you never did let go, did you? When I told you to let go, to forget about me because you and I were never going to see each other, you still held on to some hope that we could be something. I didn't want to say it, but I was skeptical. I didn't think it could happen. I don't think it will. Yet, you're still hoping. Anything I say won't kill your hope. What am I going to do with you? My plan is waiting. I still have my mission to serve. It'll give me plenty of time away and it'll help me discover myself. Granted, I already know who I am, but maybe, it'll help me discover something I never even knew about myself. Something I've never known. I can't wait until I'm 19. That's when I'll make the journey from A to B.