In one moment...

In the heat of the argument I uttered the name. In anger, in frustration, and it was at that moment that I realized, that single moment defined the past three years of my life. Unrecognizable,perhaps. Unrelated, certainly. That single moment, reminded me of the anger and frustration of not being heard, not being understood and the mockery of the relationship that I tried so hard to keep. And as my hand clamped over my mouth at the realization, it also brought back to mind the flood of memories filled with secrecy that defined the relationship. I was never happy. And as I walked away, I was filled with relief in knowing that it was all left behind me.

Coming Home

I know where I want to be...so why am I still here.

I've already spent so much time trying to find everything I already had. The irony is not lost on me, the fact that the one thing that I thought was keeping me down was actually the one thing that was making me keep it together.

What is it thats stopping me from taking that step? Is it because it seems like a step backwards. In fact, is it really that? Is it because of all the things that I set out to accomplish, I never really did one thing? Does that mean I've failed?

But I've been out on my own. I've seen what the world has to offer...and truth be told its really not much. So I can continue trying to look past what is so obviously there, so much so that its blocking my view, or I can finally just come home.