Epiphany

You are the untamed stallion, running free, living wild, always on the cusp of adventure. That is you and I am finally ok with it. After all, the 20's are for discovering yourself. As for me, I'm flipping over rocks, revealing hidden pieces of me I never knew I had. I think I've misplaced the passionate person that I was. As if I slipped that part of me in a back pocket of an old pair of jeans and I'm waiting for it to turn up in an unexpected place. I've uncovered my dependency on being alone. What hurts the most is when I sit down to play my piano and nothing comes of it. No feeling of satiety, no urge to express myself through the only language I once so tactfully knew how to speak. I sometimes feel sincerely sorry for what never happened. I recognize I was wrong to hold you back from your destiny. Trying to hold you close was as futile as trying to pin down the wind. Nonetheless, it was supposed to happen this way. We have to learn from our mistakes to get anywhere. I have learned. I will never waste time regretting the steps I've taken to get to where I am. I've become a woman I am extemely proud to be and some pieces of that woman have come to be because of you and those who have touched me in my lifetime.