I Don't Know What I Want. But He's Not It.

Took a lovely walk at the park. Watched a lovely sunset, one worthy of Lion King. And it didn't make me sad. Nostalgic, yes; but not sad. It's that feeling you get when you realize that you've finally moved on.


The air was fresh, crisp. The sunset was beautiful. The one with me, he had warm hands. But something still wasn't right. It was the perfect moment, the perfect scene. I think I was just with the wrong person.