You’re right, of course about everything... and my heart goes boom in the night. There’s a slip in the ship and never the twain shall meet.. Perplexed mind underscoring the uncertainty. Sleepless nights and restless days and weeks and months and years, and yes, even decades... Festering fear and harboring discord and unfortunately, hatred of times gone by.. Forgetting the good, the positive, and yes, even the growth, that we both knew and loved and shared a long time ago... Quietly, without celebration, the past disappears into the future of hope.