goodbye may be harsh....

.....but it's the only word that is kind to me now...

with love comes hate...with joy comes pain...with laughter there's tears...

it was a good run but i had to quit before the finish line. my feet could've handled it but my heart can't. i had to stop because i know my heart, resilient as it is, won't make it.

i did try. believe me i did. i just wasn't cut out for it. but i gave it my all. i have no regrets, i owe that to myself.

i played well and i played fair.

it hurts yes, but i'll be fine. and before you know it, i'll be back on the tracks again...

and who knows? maybe i get to finish the next one.