It was all coming together, piece by piece. The multiple sighs, the heavy hearts, the pools of tears…

 

An epiphany; it was me. As I let the emotions bubbled up inside of me and worked their way from my stomach, to my chest, to my throat, and out my eyes, I realized that it was me I cried for. It was me that I've failed. It was anger, it was shame, it was guilt- all me.

 

And the little pieces joined to form a partial picture of it all. Then I saw Hope and she had always been my secret lover. I smiled at her as she cradled my face, wiping the tears that brimmed my eyes.

 

Here she is again to entice me back.