I recently learned that a woman I had once loved, and in a way still do, is happily married. Our paths crossed years ago, and at first glance one would have thought it was a match made in heaven. Of course there was the friend of her who tried to warn her that I was bad news. Sad truth of it all is that I was.

What could have been great I ruined. We crashed into each other, but instead of fireworks we became black holes. I've carried the regret of my actions for all these years. Worse yet, I never let go of her. I always knew she moved on; she was strong like that. News of her wedding came as no surprise, it was inevitable. What was unexpected was how I would feel.

There was a calm that came over me. A part of me felt of tinge of sadness, but I'm glad that I am able to say farewell. I've been a prisoner of my own design. Now I feel free, and I have a second chance to shine.

I wish her the best. I look forward to shooting across the night sky and into my future. I hope you all shine brightly in your journeys, and if any of you should collide I'll be hoping for fireworks.