Head back, I stare into the cloudy dark sky.The moon peeps a shadowy glow through the haze from time to time, like a returning friend.Trees stand darker against the purple backdrop.Lyrics crying into my eardrums from the closely set headphones, blocking out the traffic, the sirens, the voices. I repeat the words to myself over and again in my mind as I close, deepening the darkness I sit in.I'm slowly learning that &quot;sometimes it a good hurt.&quot;I keep reminiscing, knowing that the more I can face it, and be happy, the closer I can come to letting it go all together.That's something people fail to tell you: &quot;Just let it go, forget about it.&quot;The &quot;just doesn't belong in that statement. Letting go takes time.Letting go of something that consumed you forces you to reform everything you thought you were.It's a delicate balance, this regaining of sanity. Not to lose the core of who you are, but removing all the clutter.It's a spring cleaning that can take years. 2008-03-20T14:29:16Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/25257 <p>Wonderful sentiment and some lovely lines. A few typos clutter it up, along with the tight spacing&#8230;just made for a slightly harder read through.<br />LoA</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/25257?basename=50208 2008-03-20T14:29:16Z THX 0477 http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477 <p>Very Nice. I like the description!<br />LoA<br />P.S.<br />It&#8217;s nice to see you back!</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/25257?basename=50205 2008-03-20T14:25:19Z Lone Writer http://ficlets.com/authors/solopen