Where am I?
Is this what they call “the end” or am I in the beginning? Baby, can you tell me where exact part did you left me? Cause I am so lost. I don’t know whether to wait, step forward or to just to go back.
Here I am, lost in the part where words are no longer heard. There’s no mark to be seen. It is the part of the story where the page is left blank. But, here I am searching for some answers. Trying my best to know the next chapter. Finding out what happened. Forcing to change the flow of the story. Putting a bunch of flowery words to hide the unpleasant truth.. that you’re gone and you’ll never go back.
But whatever I do, reality would still bring me back to this dark part. Making me realize that there are things that wouldn’t end the way we want it to be. There is no perfect place or perfect timing for a goodbye. And sometimes, we don’t need something beautiful or comforting in the end. Sometimes silence would be the best sound while watching a back walking away.