Lose one, let go to get one // Left one, lose some to win some

I've been worried for as long as I can remember the trees being bare. School pressures led into friendship catastrophes before personal rejection scattered my never completed puzzle heart. I wanted out of love for good. I just did not want to try and build again brick by brick only to see the Earth that I felt lifted from when all seemed right in my heart swallowing it all up. When it happened I knew that if I dealt with it right then it would consume any hopes of academic success once again. I pulled the rug over it and charged at life 100 mph.

Those laughs with friends in the weakly heated garage in the card games. 'The Science of Sleep' and the friend who nudged me out the door to see it. Music. Daydreams. Skee ball in the solace of the late night arcade. Holiday shopping and giving. Suddenly I realize I have dealt with it. How those nights without sleep suddenly began to melt away and hopes began to replace the shovel once used to dig my own emotional 6' hole to wallow in. I've seen how strength in numbers has helped me to secretly rise again and the strength of standing along before I could fall again for another has renamed what once was "isolation".

I'm ready to go back out into the wild once again. Feet don't fail me now.