And I hope I can stop writing about you soon. I want to write about life and how good it’s been, and how I’m happy with myself, and how much I’m growing, and how artistic I’ve been. I want to write about how the colors are brighter now, and when I see the green in the trees and the plants I smile. How I no longer hate the color blue because blue is the color of the sky and the sea, it forces the world to rotate the way that it does and without it we- I, wouldn’t exist and I should never hate anything that gives us- me, so much life. I’m seeing the world in a new beauty and you just don’t fit. It’s not about you anymore.