Finally Moving

For the past three years I've been writing, I've always come to conclude that the people writing in coffee shops didn't really know how to write. These people are most likely still reeling from a painful breakup. Ego aside, I'm the sitting cliche.

More often than most, we come to sense our mistakes after we've made them. Finally, it seems that I finally knew myself well enough to realize the person I had been longing after wasn't enough.

Life's too short, and that goes to say spending an enormous amount of time on one person went with consequence. My world of what happened and what will happen will ultimately change. However, nothing can amount for the moment right now.