Times, they are a changin'

It's been over a year. I'm living at a university now. I read the blog over and now, it seems so surreal.

It honestly feels like the writer is someone else, but it is still me. This blog is my loving and sensitive side. I've learned to bury it under confidence, bravado, jokes, humor. But in the end, I'm still that boy who yerns for love and will smile and bring her flowers and chocolates. the boy who is innocent and loving. free from pain. He still lives.

Now, I am starting a new chapter of my life. Girls come and go. Some are worth connecting with, others not.

Leah is part of a past life now. a fond memory, as are you.