“Goodbye Letter”
The look on my face tells the story, and my body language confirms it all.
So do I really need to say those things?
To say the words out loud that you know has been coming for so long?
I always have been a man who poured out his heart and said exactly what he has felt.
So this time is no different and I won’t spare any details or leave anything out.
The past year and the last couple of months have certainly run its toll on me.
It’s seriously has been the worst thing I have ever had to endure or deal with.
From broken relationships to relationships that are constantly being tested.
To family members being pulled away one right after another.
Trying to keep a brave face and to keep going and carrying on.
Not letting anyone how I am slowly dying inside…
From moment to moment, seconds to minutes slowly withering away.
What is there to say?
What am I to do?
Losing him was certainly the worse, and I am certainly crying everyday on the inside.
How much longer can I take always being the strong one, or the one who has to keep it together?
It is so unbearable you cannot fathom or comprehend what’s going on inside.
Trying to find my way from a pit where there is no way out.
There isn’t a day when it’s not on my mind.
What did I do to deserve to not be without you?
What wrong action or decision did I make?
Could there have been something that I could have done to change what happened, or a way I can somehow get you back?
At every turn I take there’s someone seemingly waiting for their chance to stab me in the back, and to do me wrong.
Even more so now than ever to be completely alone seems to be my eternal destiny.
Apparently it doesn’t matter how you or I feel.
That we are closer than one is to two.
I guess it was just us fooling ourselves thinking that we found in each other what we always wanted.
The world seemingly has other plans for you and me.
So for me this is it.
This is where it all ends.
This is my Goodbye Letter to you.
There aren’t any names because you know who you are.
No reason to try to stop me or talk me out of it.
Truth is a part of me has been already gone for awhile now.
Remember me not as I am but for whom I aspired to be and wanted to become.
Judge me not by my actions and decisions but who I have touched and inspired along the way.
Live for the moment and not always for the day to day.
This is my Goodbye Letter so I say “Goodbye” as I go away.
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