A new leaf

I've been telling everyone how I've grown, out of you and the mess that was caused out of the beginning of this year. In forms of words both told and written. But now I'm home. I go between the boat I bought for the boy who taught me how to fish and the man I thought I had released. As she told me I know that I would have to wait until I truely knew if he was flushed. Hope and wish and pray he is gone from me, wholy.