Some goodbyes are strange
Strange as in we tend to relieve in the thought of abandonment
It can be to a person or a situation
But it all ends up in good byes
If at all I have to write a death note, I will name it as my 'last goodbye' because I have been playing hide and seek with death for a while now
When you say goodbye to that chronic pain inside your heart and release the innermost happiness, you attain freedom. A type of freedom which is addictive and non replaceable. When I was in agony, I saw a scared soul inside, my own reflection who wanted to live with a tiny dream. But somewhere it was left alone in the bleak depression and anxiety.
I was out of my boundaries this time to unlock that innocent child.
I said with all my heart 'death, please be my valentine'.
My words broke in between and sink inside my sore throat..
I wish I lived once again...