2012

It is the end of a year. This year was really wonderful. I made new friends, studied abroad, learned Italian, partied, worked, moved into an apartment, added two minors, and of all the things I did I think the most important thing was that I fell in love. You were my first love, longest relationship, and my best friend. And whether you and I end up together in a year, in 10 years or never, in the year 2012 you were my everything. And that alone makes 2012 a triumph. I don't know if you feel the same but then I realize that's not really the point now is it? The point is I loved you wholly then. Now on the brink on 2013 we are not together. And I am learning that one year at a time, one day at a time, is enough for me. I will only remember 2012 fondly because you were in it. I will not blame 2012 on the follies of an imperfect world nor on the inadequacies of two imperfect souls.

I'm not perfect. But I am perfect for someone. 2012 taught me that. I can only open myself and hope someone will fall into place beside me.

As for 2013, I think I'm ready. Please be gentle, I have a cold but fragile heart. I need warm hands with kid gloves.