direction...

I haven't been blogging or talking much about what has happened. Maybe it's easier this way, trying not to remind myself of what has happened.. Trying to preserve the good memories rather than dwell on the unpleasant ones... I'm no saint or warrior princess.. I have emotions and yes, I still miss him.

Maybe some part of me will never forget him... But right now, I don't wish to corner myself back into that little black room.. The room of emptiness, hopelessness and loneliness... He brought me out of that room and things were just great.. But now, I'm standing in this corridor filled with many doors. One door looks particularly familiar... Yeap, the black room... I have a choice...

I could open this black door and shut myself in forever.. Or I could pick any other door.. But right now, all I feel is fear... Fear of what lies behind each door... Perhaps there is some surreal comfort in just walking down the corridor... At least it's safe... Eventually, I will have to open another door...

But for now, I am contented walking down the corridor...

Someday... I'll find the courage to open another door...