Dear

You told me to write out how I feel a long time ago. Its all a jumbled mess in my head still.

I need to stand on this threshold a while longer. I won't like what I find on the other side. I've stood on the edge of this cliff a while. I'll let it all out and watch it fall into place when the time is right.

It pangs because it still runs through my personal filter.

Forgive me for everything. And for this.

Me