it's true

i've got nothing left for you, sweetheart.  go on your way.

this is finished.  you have made it clear.  god has made it clear. my heart is clear.  i don't want what you are bringing to the table. thank you heather, for the prayer.

you are not who i dream of, who i remember.  you were him, but you haven't been him since february 1.  i held hope you would return.  it is clear you will not.

my prayer now is only that the hope will not return either.

needless to say i am slow today.  i am content and secure (enough), but my temperment is mellow.  this is okay.  it does not mean i am sad and wallowing.  it is okay to be slow.

i hope you never come my way again.  i mean it and i feel this may be possible now since i am truly ready to let it go.