Now, here we are in the future – where wounds are healed and where our dreams finally became a reality, with our worlds still as different as before.
Closure is certainly is a very coveted, very human, and therefore very natural want, but need? Nah.
After being away from you for long enough, the return of my creativity nearly brought me to tears. Happy tears. It also contributed to my new found self-worth. Without you.
It’s hard to pick up all the pieces that you left me in.
It’s only been a week since you decided you didn’t want to be a part of my life anymore. It’s ironic in a way because I think that’s how long it took me to fall in love with you.
We really want a concrete ending, a period at the end of the chapter. But we usually feel like we are left with a comma, left taking a breath in the middle of a sentence.
With steady steps, you will mend and move ahead.
Our eyes met. I recognized those eyes. The eyes that used to stare at me so intently, that used to hold stories and emotion. But now it felt like I was looking at a stranger, his eyes empty and hard to read.
Maybe it isn’t about you.
You broke my heart into tiny, tiny pieces, and I failed to retrieve each and every one. And so I have been living, all these years, with just a fraction of my heart.