We're concentrating on falling apart.

"Holding on to your grudge, Oh its so hard to have someone to love."

I'll find my way back

For a second there I thought my blog had been deleted.. and a slow steady panic began to take hold in my heart. Not because I have a following, I just feel like this has been my diary over the last few years and it's the only semblance of cataloged moments and painful milestones I have. This has been a place of solace. One where I could come to divulge my feelings without any type of criticism. And, I need this place. This haven. I'm glad I found my way back.

It's a sick sort of gratification to be able to relive moments through words. I've penned some of my most innocent and painful feelings on this blog. I've captured them so honestly that every time I re-read them I feel just as I did when I wrote it. I feel the pain, and the hurt. The joy, and the anguish. And I cry. I don't know if that's a good thing. It makes me worry that these things still live in my heart, and that these wounds will never completely heal. Even two years down the road here we are and I still feel myself aching.