Ink Stained Soul…

Missteps and mistakes were made. I must confess we were both at fault. You thought I was too honest and open with my vast array of emotions. That I was too wild, and somehow too easy at the same time. You thought I would always be there, that I would never walk away. I thought I could change your heart, that being myself would be enough because I love her so much. I thought that things that hurt me, your lessons, could free us both. I thought that you would change, not that you would choose not to grow. You thought I would become small and I thought you could build. Our mistakes lead to a death you still probably don’t see and to an awakening I can’t return to slumber from.