Courage. WARNING: Not Hilarious.

It wasn't planned out to perfection.

There was no need for a pen and paper, to write down the pros and cons, and seek a balance for the better.

It was a gradual divide of our lives.

Until the cut severed us, your words, mine, puncturing one another to bleed out.

It was a lifetime ago, and yet at times a perfect haunting of the present.

A blur of a life I could not survive again if I ever was forced to do such a thing.

So when I saw you the other day, I had to forgive my knees for buckling, find myself understanding the necessity of steadying my heart, and find a new way to breathe through my memory of you... reaching the present.

I don't believe in signs, I believe in choice.

And what I know is simple, me.

I choose me.

I know me.

I am 5'10" tall, and I will not be around someone who makes me feel a millimeter smaller.

I've learned enough, lost enough, hurt enough, loved enough, to know that I shouldn't settle for anyone who doesn't make me feel like a giant.

And I may question if it was time, if it was time to bridge the gap, I am left with this quiet resolve, that for what felt like a thousand years I was fighting a fight to free myself from every wound, from every memory stamped with the mark of unbearable, every scar that still on occasion bled, and you weren't there to ease the fight.

I heard you broke down, you sobbed, and you blamed yourself.

But what I hear, is not what I needed, and it's not a resolve for the severing.

Sometimes courage is choosing to let yourself be happy.

And as my heart was heavy, mourning the man, this immaculate man, who was there for me, through and though.. laying in his final earthly resting place.

You walked in, and I walked out.

And forgiveness is given, but the thread of our lives woven together is gone.

Not every day, but some days I find a new way to leave you behind.

I have to.

and now that you're all curious.

And now that you're all probably sad.

I'll post Olivia Grace, so you can be happy.

Because I am.
*except for the whole I quit caffeine yesterday and now my head is going go fall off, and I decided to quit when in full blown PMS *note the blog

She's a wizard.

Whoa.

My niece is way cuter then your niece.

This song has nothing to do with the post, gross.