Came in hungry not asking for food, but you fed me, and it was nice.

Felt it before but not on so many levels.

Aspirations of greatness were clear.

 

Wasn’t just me that let it go.

Reaching new heights, futures, it was all so full and so right.

All the ideas became just that, ideas, when one heart left the equation.

 

I don’t think we learn from the hurt.

We eventually just move through.

Its nasty and its bullshit, but it makes it easier to say fuck you.

-ac