start the ending..

Funny, I'm writing. And again the same dispute. I don't know when will this really end. It's been four agonizing months. Four months of yearning. Four fucking months of being disarray. Now I'm musing, weighing my options.

Five years and a month. All those times I always thought we're building a solid foundation. No jackass can ever agitate us. Well at least that was I believe.

April 2010, A mighty hand molded our so called fate. That hand was so grand it turned me into part-time lover. Boy, it made long days and even longer bloody nights. Once again I muse and tried to recollect.

And then I contested the mighty hand, I was ready to outwit and subdue him. Entwine what he did. I wanted to repossess what I always thought was mine. I was in full gear, my creed was my armor and the resilient hopes were my shield. I was ready. ...I lost. In discreet I wept. Heart weakened. I was pulverized. I sat down and once again I tried to recollect. I want another battle, then again I still have no chance.

Now I have to decide. Now I have to start the ending. I will set loose the person who already gave up on me. I will let them be. I'm not giving up, I'm just letting go. They have to be happy - I thought I would never say this.

Five years and a month.