by and by, and with a sigh, my trip is completely over. my room didn't bother to clean itself up while i was gone- no surprise there... but after a good shower, washed away the last of the salt from the sea, i begin to settle back into routien.

it's amazing what a week away can do for one's soul. i've processed so many different things this last week. and i guess it's become no secret that i can be very good at running away, sometimes, when it comes to things i dont want/ don't know how to deal with. but stepping back and looking at things from an outside view, well it changes things. and so even even though i'm coming back home to what i left- things look different. i can't say that i've got all the answers, because i don't. i don't really even know if i have any- but at least everything is put into perspective... and if nothing else- they were thought about. and on their way off my list of emotional things to get over.

i know that we're just friends, and thats all we can be.
i know that i'm not afraid of you hurting me again, because i don't have to let you- and wont. but we are connected poets afterall- and so we shall remain sharing all that is art.
i know that we have a hot and cold relationship- you left on a very cold note. but knowing us, it's not the end, and i'm glad.
i know that you're moving onto college, and what we had, wont come back. but i can still be thankful. and i promise to myself to not be jealous of the dolphin roomate.
i know that i have always admired you- and adored your spirit... and we'll only ever read eachother's blogs. perhaps someday i'll write of the man i met while i was gone- who had eyes that reminded me of yours.
i know that we're better friends than we've ever been- and that i would be very sad if it wern't for your crazy antics (and caring nature), what can i say? i'd be lost.