it has been well over a year since we last met on here.
i guess it was fear that kept me from sharing on this creation.
i was scared to visit this diary,
nervous that connecting with my past words would keep me there.
worried that maybe i share too much.
maybe i just walked so far from this blog that i didn't think i could find my way back.
i missed it.
i missed writing.
sharing.
connecting with the other little romantics of the world.
i'm the same troubled girl.
with the same bleeding heart.
the same hopes and dreams.
perhaps a bit more jaded,
tattered,
old.
but, still the same girl with the same expectations,
same false realities,
same standards.
i have not given up.
i'm still searching.
so,
let me try this again.
