Its been quite sometime... hasnt it? But i guess its important now, to see if I can still fill this up. Im waiting to move forward. Trying to believe that it was for the best. Everything. That im immoral and quite a bitch. Funny. I can laugh and cry and still not feel a thing. Its changing. Again. And im ready. I so am. Just dont expect me to be okay with it. Its too much of an illusion anyway. Tears flow... and I look at my dialled list. I redial the first number, comfort. I hang up. Helplessness. I stop myself from calling again. The sky. An escape. I turn away...