secrets are the hardest thing to keep from you

its been a long time coming.
and this isnt out of resentment.
rather, a twist of fate of who i am.
im not who i used to be. im turning into someone else. i cant decide if its for the good or for the bad.
but either way, its who i am. i used to believe i had a fraction of a notion of who i was.
but really, its just all up in the air.

close your eyes and make a wish, just for one moment, that in this mess of turns, regrets, hopes, and honesty, we find a bit of life to make it all worthwhile. that two people will run into eachother on the street and its known as a beginning rather than an end.

this train of thought that was easily followed has traversed into a land of "oh who knows"

so im putting this on hold.