Blast from the past

I had a horrific night. I don't know where it came from (or maybe it was from too much champaigne) but old memories I'm trying to run away from outran me last night. Perhaps the trigger was the mail I got from T wanting to see me and to finally return the house key. It will certainly mark the big period and suddenly I found myself incredibly sad and regretful that it really and finally has to end. Last night was a very lonely and sad moment. I realized that we both did all the wrong things to make the relationship right. It felt like marriage crumbled apart. My feelings is so much like spring. You'll never know when the sun is going to shine or when the rain will fall.