Sitting here with you tonight has given me the clarity I desperately needed.
That the ride of life will carry on regardless of if I am strapped into my seat or not.
That I am directionless for the first time and I have no idea why or how I am to carry on.
That despite your warm body nestled closely into mine, you really don't give a **** about me. We may be talking intimately like friends do, but this relationship we share is nothing close to friendship.
So now I must make the decision: to let the truth weigh me down or allow it to carry me above the clouds and start anew