It doesn't matter how tough it is. Or how lame the reason is. If the thoughts keep hurting, I don't care if I start forgetting. Slowly and painfully - I am burning my last bridge. If this was a bad decision, then it shall be my last.
I am full of emotion but surprisingly empty inside. I feel the freedom of solitude yet I miss my chains. The wind is behind me and I am drenched in sweat. These complications have nailed me to this spot. I can keep on running but memories travel faster. In one snap, I am back to my old painful past. No strings and no connections. I am simply alone.
And I accept that.
My choices have been clear.
My pain was real.
And I will endure this.
I have to.
There is no other way to get through this.
