what happens after you "move on"?
what have i done so far?
Apart from trying to convince myself that i can still manage to make things work, i was stuck in this time frame where i was in between misery and uncertainty.
And now that I like to think that I am out of that self-made grave, I take a peep down that hole and I see the loneliness, and I look at what's behind me and I see that the world has moved on----the world did not wait for me to recover. I was...insignificant.
And now I start again. I try to walk with simple baby steps. Little by little I get through stages that were once too painful to even imagine myself doing. But when I try to see how others are doing, I stagger and fall on my knees. My very insides are crying why and how can my former world simply forget about me. Then suddenly the truth which I had been denying creeps up behind me, and whispers to my ear, "You were the one who left first. Now the world has left you. Do you want to get away from this misery forever?" I feel the coldness drag me back to the grave where I had spent a good deal of time wallowing in self pity. My sight is starting to blur. I feel my strength leaving me. I fall down face first on the hard ground as I was dragged....and my soul is crying to the heavens to save me........
I hate cold weather...
