Every day is painful because all I can do is watch you cry. All I want is to be able to hold you in my arms and tell you everything is fine. But I can't. Each night you cry yourself to sleep and then wake up to go and work. I know you have been overworking trying to forget about me, and I still can't help you. Sitting on the couch I wait for you to return home. I wish I could welcome you when you get home, but I can't. I'm useless, and it hurts. I hate seeing you in pain. You haven't been eating properly and have become so weak. There's no more emotion on your face and it's all because of me, if I could I would return to you. I have returned to you, but you can't see me. Every season that passes you seem more empty and it hurts watching you become lifeless. Each night I know you feel lonely without my presence, but I always lay next to you. I know you have been avoiding the reality, but you can't keep running. Please, as much as I would like to stay you need to let go. Although it's hard, it's time to say goodbye. I watch as you get up out of bed and get ready to go somewhere. Knowing I can't leave this place I still follow you. To my surprise, I'm able to follow you outside. It's winter and the snow is gently falling. You get on the bus headed somewhere. I can see life slowly entering your eyes again as we stop at a flower shop. It reminds me of the time we passed by the small shop when we were together. You bought a small bouquet of forget-me-nots just like the ones I got you. As you stare at them I can see your lips curl into a small smile. You make your way outside of the shop and start to walk down the street to a place I know too well. I can't forget this place because it's where you shed the most tears. Stepping off the sidewalk onto a dirt path I can see your eyes become glossy as we get closer to our destination. The silence fills the air as you stop. I can see your breath in the cold winter air. Warm tears begin to slide down your face as you stare at the small stone in front of you. You slowly bend down to set the flowers in front of the stone. I know you are finally accepting the reality. You've stopped running. You're ready to let go. I'll be waiting for you in the next life.
"I love you, goodbye."
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Letting Go
Cerita PendekA story inspired by the song Let Go by bts. It's about someone who doesn't want to let go of a loved one but eventually does.
