The time has come, and it has gone. There is nothing that I can do to detain myself from the truth. Looking back at all the things that has passed between us, please forgive me for all that I have not said to calm your worries, or my lack of involvement to encourage such hopes that you believed. It seems to me that I have wallowed in my own disparir for far too long. Yes, it is too late to turn around and amend what we used to have, as you are well too far gone. It is however, not too late to change who I am and create myself anew, washing yesterday away in this here river that I stand in.
This cold water covers me, cascading down from above as I stand barefooted on the rocks of this earth looking up at the midnight stars. For the first time in a long time I can see everything so clearly. It is true, in order to truest find myself I had to lose myself. In this river I feel so alive, so free. It has been a long time since I have felt this way. What is it and why do I only find my way when I am out here away from all those who call upon me for dependance? You had taken me away from my home because I allowed you to.. I let myself forget who I was and where my heart truest lies.. never again will I stray from the place that calls my inspirations and passion. For if one is to live me, they will have to understand that walls cannot be built up around me and hide me from nature.
There is just something about the way that the wind blows across the fields, or the way the waves crash against the rocky shore that is just so damn captivating to me. These things that you cannot find within the city limit, these are the things that drive me. The way the moonlight dances across the forest floor, or the way the stars shine brightly in such a graceful manor. Miles away from the city lights is where you can find me at my purest. Never will I be alone, for there are many who wander just as I do. I am a dreamer and I will never give up or stop fighting for what I believe in. Where my heart lies, I will keep it open for those who share such a dream as myself. I may be a wondering person, but I am not lost.