It's over...done...
Why did we have to part while we both still care? Why did we have to suffer? Why did we have to cry when somebody said goodbye? Why did beginnings have an end? Why did we have to meet only to lose in the end? There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left unexpressed, and so many promises left unfulfilled.
In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking a crystal because you'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go, feel not the pain of parting. It is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a love that was.
At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem at the time, but that's the way it goes. That's the drama, the bittersweet and the risk of becoming one. After all, nothing is constant but change. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why.
It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every song you hear, every turn in your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every breath you take always reminds you of them. It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. Isn't it funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other. I don't now if it's worth calling an art, but letting go entails special skills sparkled with a considerable pace and time. Time heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all relationships or even friendships end with a "...happily ever after."
Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains. Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, something we had to live up. Sadly, for me, its over...Lynch is gone and life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever. There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled...
...somewhere...somehow...
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right
And though I can't be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side"
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