Loss of a part of me

One year ago today I lost an aspect of me. I no longer was something I always swore I'd be.

I can't go back - even if I wanted to.

And apparently, I'm still dealing with it.

Tonight I'm mad about choices that I've made and about choices others have made.

I'm mad that it's still affecting me and that I'm still waiting.

A year ago today I became a fool...and I guess it's easy to say that I haven't stopped.