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.