April 28, 2005
Today I saw a glimpse of death, fear of loss grips my throat, my heart - fear of greater loss even more severe the damage would erode taking over every part of blown glass that makes up my heart. Fears of losing her, words spoken, should they have been, I love her still regardless of the pain that was. That was, I need to remind myself of this. Letting go is hard, forgiveness even harder but I will, I need to. Fears of losing him much to painful for my thoughts to ever toy with, without him there is no me.