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Despair



I feel everything slipping from me, flowing down mmy skin as I take a shower, leaving me with the water.

The bad stuff...

The good stuff...

The in-between stuff...

All of it, leaves.

And then I step from the shower, refreshed and glowing a new. I am clean. Clean of everything, clean of my troubles and my regrets.

But I am not clean of my thoughts. I can never cast them away.

I have to move forward, and now, I am clean ehough to do so.

So why is it my mind doesn't want to?

I cannot leave a friend behind, no matter how much they want to forget me. Amanda, dear Amanda, will forever be in my thoughts.

Becasue we were friends.

And, I still think we are.