Where do you begin?
I do not know, is it something that I said?
This is hard for me to say, yet along to do.
I am not the person I thought I could be.
You are not the person I want you to be.
That is fine, and to be truthful that is what I need.
This is not the journey for love.
The thought of climbing the highest tree has become easier than to look you in the face.
Pain has many virtues, but love can sometimes only have one.
Right now, I do not know what to do.
Most importantly I do not know where to begin.