I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
I don’t feel anything .
numb.
Numb, that’s how I feel, right.
Is this a good start for the week? Or shall we say my life? Good start for my life?
Yes, It can be thought that way.
This is something I have been expecting for a long time.
The call.
Saying he wants to figure things out.
Between us.
Sign the papers.
End the contract. Between us.
The one which was only limited to a piece of paper.
Or is it how I saw all this?
Was it different for him?
Series of memories running through my mind.
He tried. I tried too. Even he doesn’t believe. Or some people might think.
We can’t go on trying , when its so obvious the trying is not helping.
My path is different.
His path is another.
They don’t cross.
Not anywhere. . Anywhere at all.
Time has come to go on our own ways.
To say good bye.
This time legally, according to the law. Say good bye.
We should sign the papers soon.
For sure.
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