The End

Is it time for me to move on now?

And when can I say that this time the moving on part is final and real?

Because I have been in this cross road before.

I have had these moments before to myself. Thinking. Justifying. Reasoning. And it all boiled down to deciding to stop whatever I had with you.

Because it was the right thing to do.

Twice. Thrice. I couldn't remember anymore how many times I chose to let go.

But I never really had the courage to let go.

Because in those moments, the decision was a goner the moment you looked at me...and i knew then that I was melting away.

And here am I again.

Back to the crossroad I so long feared.

Is this really it? Are we finally letting go?

And who gets to decide who lets go first? You or me? Or both?

Is it really over?

Life really turned out to be completely different from what I thought it will be.

I know I'll get through this beautiful mess that we've created. Whatever we both will turn out to be after we get through this crossroad, I am a changed person. Not entirely different, but changed.

I could state a million and one lessons I have learned going through all of it. But I will keep my silence and face the world head on with my head up high.

There's nothing to be ashamed of for what I did.

I just loved.