It's been a while since I've last spoke my mind. For good reasons. My mind has been filled with butterflies, flowers, kisses, sunshine... Today, reality hit me; the butterflies died, the flowers were picked up by a stranger, the kisses were shared, and the light was blocked by... her. What it comes down to is, trying to live with it. Because it's only the beginning. And seriously, how many of us get to witness happy endings? What it comes down to is things change, people leave, and life unfortunately doesn't stop for anyone.