To have known the outcome.

I miss us. I miss who I was when we were together. I miss the listener's reactions to our sweet melody. I still hold you close. You're everywhere I go. Why did I have to let you go? I miss us, but I don't miss you. You forced everything else out my life. So maybe this is right. Maybe we aren't meant to be. So I'll go on day by day with memories of us. Music, you have my heart forever and a day, but I'm letting go of the image of us I fell in love with.

Goodbye,
     Araceli Janette