The sun sets on the old me, the old me that was blind and couldn't see pass his heart, who try and try and try to fix and love but with no avail. Who gave his heart and soul and in the end it wasted on a broken relationship.

But like the Phoenix who has risen from the ashes with the sun I rise with the new me, the new me who loves himself more, the new me who not going to waste any more time on things that can't be fix, the new me who continues to look towards the future, and the new me who will love his destin true love.
© Anthony K. Brown Jr