There’s a certain kind of stoic gracefullness that washes over me when I come to the moment of clarity.
My thoughts are sharper. The air seems crisper. All of the tension melts away from the lines of my face.
For all the time I spend hoping and wishing something to be true; there is nothing you can tell me when I finally know it to be otherwise.
I guess we all learn in our own time.
I am sleeping tonight with a clear head and a clear mind and dreaming of those who have stood by me, loved me, and always have and will.
The truth will set you free; and in this case it just couldn’t be anymore true if you put a shotgun up to my heart and pulled the trigger.
No more tears. I have other things to focus on.
J.Rounds (c)February 18th, 2016 ~Peaces of Me