Alone.

Post originally dated July 3

So much can change in a few months, a few days, a few hours, a few seconds.

Alone again.

No tears for someone who was not a part of God's plan for me anyway.

It still hurts.

But not to be separated, but to be alone again.

To be cold.

The light at the end of the tunnel, I must reach it.

I must fight.

For the happiness within me, all around me.