I have been thinking to write something about us from quite
some time. And today as I sit with my laptop, I realize I don't feel a thing
anymore. You must be happy I won't know. You sure were happy the day I left. I
wish I would have left sooner and made no efforts to make things work. All the
days of fights and silence are, blur. From most that I remember, I should have
never looked back. Somehow, I don't own anything that smelt like you. I do the
things I always wanted to do, without you holding me back. Sometimes I don't
think, just do. More than anything, I wish it all never happened and I could
just take a magnificent bite of the world and laugh out loud. It's almost an
year, and I am happier than I was by far.
