Bright Lights

A bright light explodes with an intense heat, and I can feel the hairs on my legs burning.

It’s too late.

I’m too far gone.

At first, I thought I could at least salvage some of my future; but it’s like smoke slipping through my fingers.

Nothing I can do about it.

I’ve already accepted the idea. I’m not coming back. Ha, everything escalated too quickly.

I have my reasons.

Justifications.

But deep in my heart and the back of my mind lies a truth.

This was all my fault.

Was it selfishness?

Was it desperation?

Who knows.

Who cares?

...

It seems like waking from a dream when I open my eyes again...

But this time everything is different.