Swansong

There was a point in my life when no one could be happier than I. At that time, it seemed that nothing mattered anymore. No one mattered anymore. It was when time and space mingled into an inconceivable blur. The chaos of the outside world blended in the background. It lost its weight, its impact. It was as if all I ever wished since childhood came true. Everything I ever needed materialized into one absolute happy package and I had it all. Everything was perfect. Everything was too good to be true. It probably was. Now, I can’t think of anything besides farewell. I didn’t regret it though. In fact, If I have to relive my life again, I would relive that moment. No ifs, no buts. That time was a definite all time high in my “so called life”. But no matter how much I try so hard to rekindle the passion, the flame is just isn’t there anymore. Maybe it was the countless realizations along the way. Right now, I think of a lot of things. I think of joy, of sorrow, of passion, of lessons learned and everything in between. And yet no matter how many adjectives I try to apply to everything that happened before, I still am unable to utter a word. Because how do you say what you feel and not get hurt when nothing you could ever say is more appropriate than “goodbye?”

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