Letting go...

Closing my eyes shut,
I keep hoping my tears wont spill out.
Taking in that one last breath,
hurts knowing I wont be able to see your face again...

A choice I am making, to keep walking...
Hopefully I never have to look back
And if I do, I wont freeze in my tracks..

This rhyme thing you have made me want to try
still I am not made for it as my words are left to hang dry
so with this line I'll stop,
and hopefully try to pen out whats in my heart.... \('⌣')/

So lately I have been thinking about to be or not to be...
What defines a person, what defines me...? I keep wondering if it is the company I keep, or who I am when I get to be alone. I mean, If I am defined by the people around me, and eventually  become scared to enjoy our own company, then who am I?

Quite recently, I found myself enjoying a drink... by myself... A friend said it was sad.
Maybe it was sad that I had to drink by myself, but I think it's even more sad if I need a drink, and I can't have one because my friend is not available. It's all about being comfortable in your own zone, so they say, but how does one do that when they've never been in their own zone.

I am not comfortable being on my own on some days, and sometimes I have to try and live with me... It's a struggle, but something I have to learn... I am not lonely, I just chose to be alone on most days... And on those days, I have so much fun getting to be in my zone...