grieving period

i think i'm slowly pulling away. slowly taking myself out of the equation. maybe it's for the best. maybe it's good that we are drifting. everything seems too comfortable and we tend to take things for granted.

you know how it seems to go
that you don't know what you've got till it's gone.

it seems that i am trying to find myself. in actuality, i'm done finding myself. because it's gone. long gone. when i let him touch me, it's gone. when i took the first sip, it's gone.

it's time to start a new me.