It was always the same.
We kept running round and round in circles. Sometimes trying to run away from the inevitable, sometimes to deny these growing feelings inside of us.
Time to say goodbye finally came. He didn't ask, even once, why I was leaving nor asked me to stay. There was no reason not to leave, it was for the better.
As the plane took off, I made a firm decision to forgive myself for having any regret at the choices I made or the ones I was forced to make.
