What do you do when there are no more words left to say? Because it was understood that time has long gone and that it was finally ok to move on. I think I'm on that edge with you. Today was the first day that I was really letting you go, genuinely. I felt lighter, I felt like I could breathe, like the whole world was my stage. And I didn't have to worry about you anymore. It's time for me to worry about myself. I hope that I'll never have those impulses again...we're better off on our own. And today, I think you're thinking the same, because you were the first one to depart, and you never came back like you always did before. I'll admit, I was a bit surprised, but I was neutral about it. I'm ok with it :) Are we really closing this book? Are we leaving each other alone for good? I wish to never come back to square one with you, because while it's pleasing to feel your gaze on me, and your chemistry still boiling after these years, I know our ends will never meet, our hearts will never come together, and in the end, it only left me sad with a broken heart. Because I wanted you, I really did. I'm not sure if you saw it as a joke, but I was always for real. Always for real with these feelings...feelings I had for you.