Where the heart is.
You and I, we have a rich history. Ups and Downs, the Good, the Bad, the Ugly. There are times you frustrate me, times you amuse me, and times you leave me feeling completely at peace. You hold so much that I hold dear, but so much of me that I dispise.
This is why, you and I, we must part ways, not because I dislike you, but because I dislike me. The thing I have become, too readily frightens me, to frequently hurts me. Too often I in turn hurt.
I seek to find myself, who I am. Not without you, for you will always be a part of me, but who I can be when the only common factor is in the mirror.
I want to explore, to find new things, to discover unknown pleasures, and the wisdom of new pains. The world awaits, becons, begs me to come, to see, to experience and to know her.
For these reasons I must leave, but I’ll not burn my bridges, for I am certain that my travels will surely find me here once again with you. Secure and Safe. Home.
