There is a block again. I'm not sure if its because everywhere I turn there you are.Your face is one I can't seem to forget. Its a little sad since its not a good thing. I wish it was and I wish you would let me go and leave me to move forward but thats where me and you are different. The leaves and plants speak loudly they know the truth and i'm okay with that. I'm letting you go little one, sorry that you could never get what you wanted but thats not up to me provide. You my dear must provide that for yourself. Some shocking news that shakes one to the core. I'm sure once all the dust has settled and my hands have stopped shaking one will forget your name again like so many times before. I even laugh a little because it is that easy for me no matter what is said I know that it simply does not make the slightest bit of difference. Maybe its time to jump in the water, wearing all our clothes and smile out to the horizon. With that feeling and that knowing. This is not as it seems. Something is bubbling underneath and once its ready you will all know about it.