this too shall pass.

today: the first day of clarity. I no longer feel bound, shackled to the faint ghost of a one-way affair.

the first breath is the sweetest. the moment of clarity, of realisation. what will never be is merely a trickle in the tide, a whisper in the wind, sand on the shore.

insignificant. inconsequential. immaterial.

the rest comes naturally. it might take a week, perhaps a month, maybe two. but there is an end in sight. I can breathe again.

life goes on.

Happy birthday.

Les feuilles mortes.



From time to time I remember all these little things about you.
These memories, they are bittersweet.

But life tears apart gentle lovers
Who quietly obey their heart,
And the sea invades the sand and covers
The footsteps of those torn apart

November.

Wake up call, coffee and juice
Remembering you
What happened to you?

I wonder if we'll meet again
Talk about life since then
Talk about why did it end

The next best thing.

"There are some things we do because we convince ourselves it would be better for everyone involved. We tell ourselves that it's the right thing to do, the altruistic thing to do. It's far easier than telling ourselves the truth."

"My Sister's Keeper" - Jodi Picoult

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A flame becomes a fading light
That burns inside my heart
And like a castle in the sand
It had to fall apart

Sonnet.

"There was this one song that he taught me. It made me feel happy and sad all at the same time."

"The best ones do."

Koop Island Blues.

We said goodbye
With a smile on our faces
Now you're alone
You're so sad on your own
The truth is
We've run out of time