For I have claimed to be done with life, though you came along and changed my mind. Now I can happily say I am proud to be alive. You were gone for so many months, I thought to myself, this isn’t what you want. But somehow you come back, and it felt like some drug substance. Why? Is the question I must ask, I can no longer trust or love due to my past. But with you, I’m willing to give it a try. Scared and angry, because of what my future may hold. I can only hope for the best, you never know it may be a different story.