Inspire Me...

Letter to one…

Is this a letter to you or to me? I’m realizing that I’m letting people in more and more.  Am I losing you? Am I losing us? Am I losing me? The longer you are gone, the longer you have new experiences without me the harder it is to keep your door open.  I feel it creeping closed and I wonder what’s going to happen in the future.  Are we going to go on like this and wake up one day and wonder why are we still friends? Or is one of us going to realize and slam the door shut? If we recognize this can we get back on track or have we crossed the rubicon?

Do you miss me or do you even wonder about my day? Do you just text me because you realize I’m slipping? Why am I so weak? Am I just talking out of my ass? Can I strengthen us? This weekend is more pivitol than either of us truly appreciate.  I need to walk for me, I need to find my independence.  I need you.  I am a sinner. I am evil. Save me or drop me but show that you care, unlike I have treated you.  I can only apologize.  This letter is over. This conversation has just began.