You can always let go of the things that you've held onto for so long. Yes, It is possible. The moments will always find a cozy room some where at the back of your head and behave like a drunken guest who refuses to leave. It isn't always a bad thing. Of course, It can be painful. To think of a time, a place, a person in that undulating wave of memories that refuse to stay still.
So, I think....I think of how we used to be. I think of what we could have been. I think of the six long years that we held on to. The happiness and the hurt both. I think of your face and and how you curve your lips when you want to smile but don't want to show it on your face. I think of the perfect mornings when I woke up next to you. I think of the lonely nights when you never came home. Yes, I think of you.
And then, my thoughts flee my mind. No, you don't remain. What remains is the fact that It's over. The feelings are never in sync or harmonized. They are there and they come and go as they wish. Some times I feel so much, other times, I feel nothing. You are fading....
