CONCLUSION
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It's been a month without Cassidy; a month without proper sleep and food. It has also been a month full of tears and loneliness. Ever since she left.
Ever since I let her leave.
Cliches are true, after all. You'll never know the true value of someone until you lose them.
I’ve been trying to toughen it up. I really have. I ended things to find myself and probably return to my old ways which I foolishly believed was the real me. But what I did not expect over the course of just a few short weeks was to find resignation and acceptance. I began to accept who I really was.
And what I am is someone who loves who she loves.
Cassidy was not the distraction I thought she was. She was the truth I refused to acknowledge --the truth I feared. And while love makes
