Time is running out and the moment I’ve promised myself is fast approaching. The end is near for you and me, the time has come to finally put a period on this chapter. The chapter that contains you because we have nowhere to go, we are consistent of endless pavements that leads to nowhere, a journey that has no destination, an equation that has no solution, a point that has no reason, has no meaning only questions with no answers because there’s no one to answer them.
The moment that I promised myself that I would let you go is the moment that everybody would celebrate, where everyone is provided a clean slate. The moment that I would finally follow the cliché “New year, new me” and I have every intention for it to be a new me, because I will leave the excess baggage that is you.
The one who has been holding me back to love somebody new because of the promise of coming home, of coming home to me. Baby, you did exactly what you said that you wouldn’t, you did the opposite of it and so much more. I’ve waited so long, I’ve waited too long and just reached the point of acceptance, accepting that there would never be any me and you, there would never be an us.
So now I only have six more days to finally say goodbye to you, say the goodbye you’re never gonna hear like your silent goodbye that has been violently ringing in my ear. It’s time to finally stop re-reading old conversations and text messages, it’s time to finally tuck away the letter that you gave 5 years ago, to delete the pictures of you that I saved, to stop praying that I hear from you or to finally see you, to stop asking God for signs on whether I should or shouldn’t keep you, on whether you’re okay or not, it’s time to finally stop myself from staying up all night worrying about you, time to finally stop myself from thinking, longing and wanting you . You’re a memory that I crave but I forbid myself to keep you as I move forward to the new year, it’s time to finally let you go and mean it. You’re the best part of my life so far and I wish to have spent every ups and downs that I went through with you. You set the standard for the guy that I want and I know no one can match you because you’re the only one in this world, but I hope and pray that someone would come above you, someone that I could completely call mine, the one who’ll watch me walk down the aisle.
So I accept the rain that will fall and I’m ready to put down my wall so all of you and the memory of you can flow away the tides so I can be clean and be ready for the next scene.
The Inverted Trish 