Prompted by a return to ThatSpace, I have a few things to say about who my friends are…and will be.
I’ve been trying to put myself in your shoes; trying understand where you are coming from. It hasn’t been easy. In fact, it’s downright difficult. It’s not that I’m closed-minded or deliberately, absolutely, stubbornly blind. I truly cannot see your side of things and that saddens me. It’s the means to an end. You say things that simply are not true. You assume things to be the way they actually are not.
I’ve shrugged you off like a winter coat in July. Not because I don’t love you, but because I don’t need you. There is a difference. Like that Bodyguard song goes, I will always love you. People grow up, grow out of love (with obsessions) and grow apart. I think they call that natural progessions. I was dedicated for five years and I think that was loyalty enough. The way I see it there are plenty of others (thanks to me) to take my place. There is no need aside from want. Want I do not have (in your new kind).
It doesn’t hurt me to move on. Your shoes don’t fit. Like a bad ex-football player trial I’m free from the obvious verdict. I can see the other side – I look through and see how it is. But, here’s the thing: I’d rather burn that bridge than try to cross it.
~*LunaSea*~ 
rough stuff. nice bridge.
Rough but cathartic. The bridge is in one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen…without an ocean.
Beautiful bridge and wow what a blog! xoxoxo
It’s funny, but this blog reminds me of something you had to go through – letting go because you know it’s the best thing to do…
great blog. sometimes burning the bridge is the best/healthiest thing to do.
so excited to see you today!!
waaaaay overdue!
No worries, it is not you who is “carrying the nun”. (if that makes no sense what so ever, go for a little hunting trip on the N&Z blog – you’ll find it.)
I love that story! This blog allows me to “drop nuns” all the time…and remind others of my less than firm grip 😉 I swear I’m changing your name to Sage!