Oh yes, its ok. Is that what you want me to say. I’m good, just fine.. No, not this time. My bloody nose and black eyes says otherwise. my heart is dying a slow painful death. No, I won’t let it go. I won’t let it perish or completely disintegrate. I have integrity. I shall rise, but only when I’m ready, steady as we go. I see we have to go slow, my heart and I. to give us time to grow, and retain this sane place we have created mentally, physically, and emotionally. I hoping we can be together spiritually. For now I’m going. Going. Gone….