Today I had mixed emotions.
Part of me was ready to move on, but then part of me wanted to try again and I was going back and forth, forth and back all day, but I'm just hoping for the best really. The Lord has a plan, I know it, but I'm just scared of what may happen (or lack thereof).
I thought about penance and forgiveness today and told myself that if I really love, then I have to set it free like my best friend tells me all the time. But I am scared to. Nothing really makes sense anymore.