I think I’ll let go now, of all that we were. I’ll forget all those nights, all the laughter, all the stupid jokes that no one else will ever know. I think I’ll let you go your own way now as I chalk out a new one for myself, maybe this time I’ll add a few more thorns in my wake, so another like you doesn’t follow me like you did so many years ago. I think I’ll let you go now & maybe never think of you again or maybe I will think of you again, on stormy nights when the window of my soul will be battered by the raindrops of a million unshed tears.

I think I’ll let go of you now. & in letting you go, I’m left with nothing to fight for, nothing more to ask for. I think I’ll let go of you now & bury a part of me right beside you. I think I’ll let go of you now & be whole once again.

But will I? Will the thought of you stop haunting me somewhere before eternity comes & goes? Will the hint of your presence elude me ever? Will you let me go?

Will you remember, in times when you begin to blame me for your failures & loss, you asked me for all this? Will you remember how the sunlight was reflected in my tears? Will you remember how I begged? Will you remember me?

I’m not going to be remembered, am I? For you, I’ll cease to exist the moment I move beyond your sight. For you’ll I’ll be a dream that you remember but only vaguely, the beautiful details confined to your sub-conscious. For you, I’ll be nothing.

So I think I’ll let you go now & be whole once again.