A toast

It would have been Trish and I's 6th anniversary this past weekend.

We spoke before she went away for the weekend with her new girlfriend.

At times it is darkly surreal and inconceivable, that a year ago we were together and now the absurdity of where we are does make me smile in a dark sarcastic way.

We are different people now.

More practical than romantic. More realistic than passionate. We have goals for our lives now. More rooted in our own selves.

Happier that there is no more angst and pain. Happier now there is no more rejection, wanting or disappointments.

Maybe it's just safer, quieter to either be with someone who is gentler or to be alone?

I miss the very passion that drove both of us too insanity and to the most amazing heights.

I miss her laugh, her 12 year old smile, her sexy energy that she was oblivious too.

We really had so much going for us but......... it wasn't meant to be.

So I raise my imaginary drink in the air and toast to an anniversary that is sad and at the same time,

full of possibilities.

Happy anniversary baby. xxoo