Wait! I've got something to say. But it probably wasn't that great. I should have wrote it all down and kept it safe. But what good would that do anyway? To my greatest of ghosts that I have learned to let go; It's been an interesting road. Farewell. All I wanted was to bow out gracefully. Chalking it up to the cryptic ways that we communicate. I'll be honest. Some nights are still hurricanes. It begs the question. "What happened to us?" There are things in this life that are not what they seem. Like the things that you say and what they actually mean. Tell me I'm wrong.
