that i could just readjust and renew whenever and wherever i went.
i wish i wasn't so tied down by my past.
i wish i could let certain people go.
sigh.
but i can't.
at least not yet.
the wind is outside, i can hear it.
moving itself wherever it pleases, without a care for anything or anyone else.
it isn't held down.
it isn't held back.
it just is.
i wish i could describe my life with the sentence: marcus is.
but again, i can't.
it's always going to be: marcus is not.
ok.
fulfilled.
valued.
appreciated.
cared for.
i can't stand these nights.
i wish they would pass with the wind.
but all that damned wind ever does is remind me of the pain that is still left behind.
that she left.
damnit all.
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