This week's Sunday Scribblings post for Goodbyes has acted as a kind of catharsis for me. An open goodbye from me, in broken sentences, disjointed thoughts. I have not edited it. I could not edit it.
Having known you for long,
I never thought one day I would stop knowing you.
Stop thinking of you.
Stop loving you.
Stop to share myself with you.
How does anyone stop?
That complete whole part, how does one break it deliberately?
How does one even contemplate it?
Seems impossible, doesn’t it?
But I had to do this.
For my sanity.
This unhealthy subjugation of me was taking a toll.
In all way possible.
I say good bye in the only way I can.
Cremating all that was there inside my mind
in the funeral pyre that is burning so bright within my heart,
within my mind,
within my soul.
Along with that I burn myself….
freeing me from that state which had taken hold of me
for so long
that I couldn’t see beyond it…
Finally I am free.
Free from that self-destructing force.
Finally I could do it.
Finally I said goodbye.
Finally I can see beyond you.
See within myself.
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