I’m Not Going to Cry Tomorrow

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I’m not going to cry tomorrow. I am going to watch the sunrise and rejoice in the day. I’m not going to think about all the joy you brought and all the smiles you put on my face.

Tomorrow I’m going to find a new road that I’ve never walked down before. I’m going to come up with the plan to move from here to there and maybe even figure out where “there” is.

Not one time will I think of your touch nor wallow in your memory. Somehow I’m not going to think of getting lost in your eyes.

No, I’m not going to cry tomorrow, but tonight. . .

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UPDATE: I'm sorry this has been so slow in developing but the real world has been in the way and, I'm not ashamed to admit this, the memories I have to bring forth do not always inspire me to write. Instead, they make me want to play those old songs and wallow in the memories for too much time to admit. I do write, though, and there is much more coming soon -- filler for the notes and hints of events. Those words are coming.

I know it is hard to read a lot of disjointed notes and keep any kind of interest. The "meat" will find its way.

Let me add. I have written the last part. No, that is not really true. Jane wrote the last part but I have finally come to realize that note, that long, painful note is the only way for this all to end.