The Last Day
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That was the last day we held each other. The day that he had decided to leave. The day that I had no other choice but bind to it. The day that I had feared the most.
Amidst the busy roads on that cold night and under the stars, I cried from within. I knew he heard nothing, but my silence.
Silence did speak a lot louder in my head though. I wanted that moment to freeze. It wasn’t romantic like the previous times. This was different. This was unique.
I wanted to hold him longer. I wanted to wrap him around my arms and cover him with my tresses, and protect him from the world. Protect him from his past or the future, I didn’t know. I wanted to endure everything that’d come on his way. I wanted to clasp him harder hoping it’d make him want to stay longer. Yes, I know I was greedy. Because he was worth the oceans and I’d not want to miss even the slightest possibility of being with him. I wanted to cry out loud, loud enough that would awaken the dead. I wanted to never let go of him.
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Although I wanted to do so many things, all I did was to hold him like how a mother would hold her child for the first time. Gentle, Selfless, Pure. And most importantly, eternal.
I pecked a kiss on his left cheek before I let go of him. My chest was pounding faster than usual. The night, instead of gleaming, was getting darker than ever. Everything around me was bedimming.
As I was about to release him from my clutches, something unexpected happened. Something that I definitely didn’t see it coming. He was holding me for longer, longer than I had actually imagined. Woah.
‘Did you just go through the same storm in your head like the one I had a little while ago?’
In an emotional fix, I looked into his eyes for one last time before parting ways.
To my surprise, I could see tears. His eyes were moist and he didn’t utter a word anymore. He just couldn’t. And that’s when I realised,“Sometimes, it is better hurting someone you truly love for the time being, rather than permanently breaking them into pieces.”
And I learnt that’s exactly what he has done.
With no choice left, I mentally bid an adieu to this genuine affaire which clearly had no spot in the materialistic world.
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Such the emotion intertwined with the words. It was heartbreaking. Great job!
Emotional.
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