It was a Sunday, when I gave love a chance.
I shared my whole heart. It was another life chapter written. Deep in my heart, I would really like to believe and tell myself that the beginning of the end was on the fourth of February. It was not. The end started in April 2017. It was a slow burn. And burn we did. Pain after pain. Heartaches after heartaches. I remember the last significant word I spoke was "it was good while it lasted." You didn't seem to catch it; I just left it there in the air. Then there were tears, lots of tears, ugly crying, final hugs, and a final kiss. And finally, the last goodbye. What we had was something good. It was easy. It was what other couples aspire to have. Until it no longer was. Until we no longer were. On a Sunday a year and a half later, it ended. A book closed, a new one shall open and shall be written. Thank you for the love, thank you for the experience, and thank you for the lessons. Someday I will look back with a smile on my face and a heart of joy and say, we had something nice. And it was good while it lasted. This too, shall pass. This pain shall heal. These tears shall run dry. I will get up on my feet, back up again. And I will move on. Move forward to a better life ahead.
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