Dear friend,
Hope you have been doing fine. There was a time I wished I
knew how you were doing fine or how you were miserable but now I really do hope
you are fine. But it stops there. I don’t care if your future is bright or if
it is bleak; I have lost interest. I guess this is called the death of a
relationship. So I mark myself ‘safe’ in this death.
I missed the times we spent together. I missed it when once
you got fascinated by a torn yet colourful mosquito net hanging behind me. I
drew strength from you. I loved you.
You sucked the living daylights out of me. I let you.
But it has stopped.
All good and bad things.
This is me saying goodbye to you.
I am happy. I do not care if you are. But I do not care if
you are not either.
A forgiven and forgotten soul.
