Dear future love,

I'm struggling today to understand why it is I haven't discovered you. The world has its own unique little plan for me; I just wish I knew what it was. There are days when I feel like I'm the one person living this ideal dream. The life that most people would love to have, yet I would give it up in a heartbeat just to have a real relationship. Something with substance, something that will last. My spirit is becoming worn and tattered from the years of self destruction.  I could tell last night that I was at a very low point. Times like this would have caused me irrational mood swings and thoughtless behaviors. But today, is different. Not just today but the
Now is different.  The composition and definition of Sara has changed. Delete all previous versions and embrace the new. Or be left to experience life without her.