Fly now

Two and a half months.

From being scared to finally letting go.

From fearing about what may be to accepting what really is.

From shying away to looking straight in the eye.

From emotional crying moments to smiling in content.

From the restaurants to another, from places to places

We were destined to meet.

To share the love. To be loved.

To hold my hand when I'm scared. To calm your anger down.

To share and enjoy the moments together.

To be there for each other. To be each other's friend.

To learn from each other. To hear each one out.

But we are destined to let go.

To fly away to know what we really want.

To go back to each other's own worlds.

To live the life that was created before we had each other.

I won't cry. I wont weep.

Life is too beautiful to dwell on what we could never have.

I'm moving on.

But I'm still hoping you'll come home.