All is lost. All is gone.
Only one person knew the real me.
She's gone now, by my own fault. I drove her off. Gave her no chance to respond to my hasty admission that I was (still) in love with her. With her went my hope.
I saw something online once. It was about the candles of love, faith, and hope. Or something. My faith candle burned out a lonnnnnnnnng time ago. My love candle keeps burning out and getting relit by my hope candle. The message of the site was that as long as the hope candle stayed lit, the others could be relit.
So much for that.
I'm not exactly sure how to do this, since very few people knew me here, at least not in the intimate sense. So does it really matter that I'm leaving? Does it really matter that it's my last post? I don't know. It could. To someone.
Word of advice to whomever is reading this: read my other articles. Read all the crap I wrote over at LiveJournal (look under cgettman). Learn from my mistakes.
L... I will always miss you.
M., you were right. K., you were also right. N.... don't even get me started at how right you were.
Before this turns into a Willy Nelson song, I'll close this by saying the following: everything ends. And so too, must my pointless meanderings.
Take care everyone... or at least, take more care than I have.
If, for whatever unforseen reason, you'd like to contact me (though God only would know why) you can reach me at nerf_herder42 at hotmail dot com. Yeah, you know how to decode that.