I guess it's too late.
New year, new start. That's what they say, isn't it? So why is this new year already proving to be such a disappointment?
One of the men my heart is irrevocably linked to is missing. Gone. Done. How will we make it through now? Fractured and incomplete.
But with the new year came new revelations, connections that will hopefully hold the answers we seek, that sates the desperation that claws at our insides and demands retribution.
It might be too late, but it's not over. Not yet.
