life was so okay before you,
and life will be okay after you.
even though I should’ve passed through the silent crying nights,
of thinking over and over again,
did I said it true?
did I do the right thing?
needing the one that won’t ever tell things otherwise,
is the silent hell I was going through.
one thing that struck me hard,
as much as I think about it,
the other person won’t even bother to think about me.
when I start thinking about it again,
I just remember,
it’s my own feeling and it’s not reciprocated.
and this should be enough,
for me to move forward with the process of letting go.
the door stays,
but it won’t be open anymore.
you can knock,
but I won’t promise you’ll see me behind the door.
cause surely,
I’ll be moving on and it’s too late.
sometimes, I feel sorry
that you’re the easiest thing I can let go of when my world is shattered
Fri 26, Jan ‘24
Day 1 of cutting out all the comms.
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