Before I go.

April 21, 2008

He looks at her from afar. She’s with her friends. He sees her smile. Then, a silent tear forms in his eyes. And, he said to himself,

“How could I ever let you go?”

Then, he hears a voice,

“Baby, let’s go.”

He turns around and sees his present girlfriend. He wipes his tear. Then, they walk away.

Then, she looks at him. She sees him with his present girlfriend. She sees him with smile. Then, a tear falls from her eyes. And, she said to herself,

“Why did you ever let me go?”

 

The saddest part of letting go is the moment you stepped backward, turned, and walked away; waiting for a shout – calling your name; calling you back – that would never happen. Then, you’re left with tears involuntarily falling from your eyes, and the realization that that person is really never gonna run after you.

Excerpt from “A Warm Cup”:

I nod, looking at the way you hesitate to take my hand, resting so near yours. I know you’re already gone. “I will make it easy for both of us,” I tell myself. I will forget the feel of your hands on my skin. I will smile and tell you I’m happy for you because that’s what you want to hear, and that’s what I want to believe. I will not hope you will be back soon, nor say that I wish I were going with you. Instead, I will keep in mind that there is nothing between us anymore. It’s just the the coffee is too warm, and I am so cold.”

Go on. Move on, my friend. When you find a reason to walk away, never look back. Just keep on walking even if the destination is not clear. It’s better to get lost moving on, than being stranded and broken after all.

I hate this post! 😡

Just Goodbye.

April 2, 2008

I’m sick of trying to be strong,
and end up weaker than ever.

give up

So, I give up.
I cried a million tears,
but it didn’t bring you back.
You left two things in my heart –
a footprint and a crack.

Peace, at last.

Goodbye, ******.

Finally.