please… I can’t help but think…

please… I can’t help but think…

…what was I thinking, telling myself to let go? when you call me, and describe that feeling of utter loneliness that I went through oh-not-so-long-ago, I can’t help but feel that I have let go, though you seem to be suddenly having difficulty moving on. don’t get me wrong, I know that things are moving forwards for you, but to be honest, a few recent happenings have shown me that there’s still things, feelings, and desires that linger. you were going great for a while there, what happened? why did the wheels fall off? I guess that’s what you’re trying to work out, but I’m not sure that I am the right person help you to answer that question. especially not right now. not right now when I have a million things to get done, at a time where I have to focus on the practical, not the emotional, not the intangible, and certainly not the past. if I haven’t yet fully let go, then I need to, and so do you. for your own sake, so do you.

I’ll help all I can, but I can only do so much.

love you.