I am sitting here. Scared. I am a warrior and I am scared. The change is defining, and my life is changing before my eyes, and I have the power to stop it, or not.

But I won't.

I can't stop this train because it is pulling into union station and unloaded so many pieces of spoiled luggage and its carrying the gifts of the creator. Chooooo choooooo. Changing paces, fastest speeds, and I KNNEWWWW YOOOUUU, sometimes more than others, and I FEEELLLLL YOOOUUUU, changing colors as the smoke, from my engine,keeps burning as the vision, of you grows smaller and smaller in the distance, I still love you. But I am chugging ahead to new distances, far from delirious notions, wishes.

I know I am doing the right thing I know, and regrets I'll never show it.

Pull the train into the station, whats the label whats the nation, it says FREEE EEE DOMMM.

Goodbye.

Goodbye letter from my heart to yours.

I want to write you a poem that sends shivers through your spine and wind through your hair, that makes you believe in the impossible. I want to write you a sonnet that makes your heart break like mine did every time you said no and too much.

I am ending it there.

What I really want to say is that I love you anyways and probably always will.

And it has been a very sad journey going from the belief that love is everything to the realization that love just isn't enough to make us work because you don't think like me.

But I love you anyways.

Goodbye twin soul, I just can't let you linger in my heart anymore.