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One month. So much has changed. I was just reading over my last entry... boy I sound muddled.
I'm much calmer... almost back to my "normal old self." I try not to think about Blood [Randall]... and you know what, a lot of times I succeed...
I don't ask "why" anymore. I guess I'm just in a resigned state of mind. Am I really that melodramatic? I guess sometimes I like to exaggerate or something.
"Time will heal." Damn, but I hate it when people are right. I feel so much calmer... quiet... as if for the past 4 months of my life I hadn't been hopelessly in love with a guy in Ohio.
I almost feel guilty about recovering so fast. Those couple of weeks before Blood took Lady as his mate... god, that was hell. But when SilverClaw was created [Randall reincarnated as Lady's mate]... Somehow, some way, something died in me that night... and I was reborn. That weekend... somehow, I buried most of the pain and moved on.
Part of me is glad I'm okay, none the worse for wear. The other part... the stubborn part... reminds me of a lonely figure dressed in white, standing on a cliff... alone... sad... me.