"The dream is not forgotten,
nor in dreaming have you lost
the promise of your ardor
your love will ne'er exhaust
you've walked through somber valleys
and sailed the welkin ways
your soul is merely waiting for a time to newly blaze"

Yesterday, I ended a relationship with a man who has been my home, my companion, and my love for the last two and a half years.
It was easily the most difficult decision I've ever had to make.

As far as reasons why, they are my own, and I don't want to talk about it.
There is no hate in my heart, no desire for his pain or suffering.
I love him far too much to wish him ill.

I'll be okay someday.
and until that someday comes, its promise will be enough for me.