Feelings are not like water controlled by a faucet. It doesn’t shut off at a twist of a lever.
Besides, people who are dear to me always have a piece of my heart. Always. No matter how much they’ve hurt me, or how I thought they’ve hurt me, imagined or real.
My former handle was Fallen Angel. It was wordplay on my former nickname, and the meaning of my second name.
I am glad that somehow I have lodged a connection, no matter how slight.
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The first day of the year is coming to a close.
Grateful for another year to live, laugh, love and learn.