To heal from ones greatest tregedies takes time.. to allow one to feel .. all that was and to express it and and not shy away from ones pain .. to know once that the door is opened one will never be the same .. . but the same can said about the closed door .. you must lock it and think of it no more .. well no more in the way .. that path is lock its journies out of reach .. but once you lock it and walk away .. there will be another doors , another path to take .. not better only different from the last .. but will i have the strength , the will , the mindset to care enough to open this new door . this remains to be seen but life is for living , not to be head .. so i confront it .. confront the pain wrestle with claim it as my own .. and once i'll conquer it .. but there will always be consquences for the one lost and to the one who moves on .. at least in the state of exsistence . i wish no malice on ones that love .. and choose a different path .. but the pain remains the same love is seems like such a foolish game .. a game we play so much .. sometimes so sad how we yearn for someone elses touch .. just to lie next to them and cuddle them till they sleep . just to sit by the fire place and dance and drink wine by it ..new doors remain open .. and others more familar remian closed . this one is considering a way riskier .. less conventional path .. this one seeks to live out an existence that truly is part of who they are .. not to hide from the world the same way .. the question remains whether she will always travel alone ... its never good to give up ones journey .. but better to share and travel along one already made .. (part 1)