it all seems too difficult.

i can't believe that i am back at
where i've started.

have i healed?

or have i shield?

am i happy?

or am i trying?

can i be?

or will i be?

why all tragic story begins with a betrayal?

i betrayed her first.

my her, refers to the many metaphor of every her that
was ever in my life.

not only one, but a few.

of her.