As I lay here, trapped in the solitary confinement of my own mind, my thoughts are deafening. Earsplitting, although here I lay, in complete and total silence. The only sound that is truly in existence is the second hand ticking of the clock. The sound wave reflects off of the wall, creating an echo, and to one who's as lost in thought as I, can seem as loud as thunder. The rebound of the clock gives me the slightest reminder of her smile. The way that it would radiate what seemed like a brightness from Heaven, no matter how bad the circumstance was. I blame no one but myself for the outcome of the way that these occurrences had taken place. Although my heart hangs heavy, like the body from a noose, with regret of how wonderfully these events could have taken a turn for the better. If only I had not been too blind to see the beauty standing before me. It was the simple act of a foolish man. A purely ridiculous curse, thinking that if I stand unmoving, that time will be still, and emotions will remain unchanged. Fool! Coward! The fight has been lost without the battle even occurring! So many changes could have happened, so many errors corrected, so many needs met, so many years of happiness accomplished. But where were you buffoon? I will tell you. You were standing on the sideline, watching the meilleures personnes saunter out of your life. It was as easy as that. God has given you an angel, and you've done nothing but returned His gift. You were immobilized, naive, and ignorant. Relationships happen not without much work. Remember this, my friend, for your love shall forever remain in the heart of that who it was given. Not to all whom you have loved. Just the one who your love truly belonged to. The pain you feel, that is temporary, but the position that you are in, is permanent. The love given, shall graciously remain. Not because it has to, but because that is where you long for it to be. What you have once loved has been set free, but never stop loving it. But I do bid you, if it ever returns, never let it go. A once in a lifetime chance had passed, but not without change. I am not who I once was, nor will I ever return to who I once have been. So now I remain, a new person, with much gratitude to an individual who I can no longer refer to as mine. I submit my adieu to her. Just remember, wherever the wind blows, my love shall follow. And so I lay here, trapped in the solitary confinement of my mind. Pondering on how the events could have dramatically changed. The ticking of the clock, the radiance of your smile, and the gifts that you have given. Any soul could be lost in your eyes quicker than in the seven seas itself. I was blessed enough to find the Eighth Wonder of the World, and selfish enough not to take the pride in it that it deserved. I was weak. Therefore I bid you, be strong my friend. So I lay here, trapped in the solitary confinement of my own mind. Pained, but unscathed. I could have changed these events, if not blinded. The past is the past, and that is where it shall remain. I lay here, trapped in the solitary confinement of my own mind. Understanding.