Alone, alone alone.

All alone, life is meaningless, and dull, but tis better than in a place where one would be derided and despised.

Especially by one who was once life's center.

I will hold the secrets, unless more misery is heaped upon me.

Otherwise, all will be revealed.

A change in orientation is often surprising, but apparently it was needed. Comfort and joy have been found by one who was had neither.

One once thought was right was obviously wrong, for a myriad of reasons. The least of which being gender.

A relationship would have ended, eventually, due to fighting one's orientation.

"Such a lonely day. And it's mine. The most loneliest day of my life."

Such an odd song. Where did I hear it?

"And if you go. I want to go with you. And if you die, I want to die with you. Take your hand and walk away."