What do I think about your e-mail? Hummm. It wasn't really any surprise what you said, cause I know your speech very well. I know you're able to touch my curiosity and sometimes, my senses. No surprise at all, only the old wave of pain, that old friend of mine that now screams a little lower than before. I read it with attention and with a feeling that I've heard it all before. And I turned off the suffering, no drama, no hope, ignoring the sensation that when you say "see you soon" it really means a definitive goodbye. What I want to say and what you'll be able to feel from now on it's that you don't own me any longer. I'm very proud to say that you finally got it. You've already hurt me in so many ways, but now, it got to a point where I can look at you without feeling anything. At least, anything that makes me smile. I'm talking about the non-feeling. This weird non-feeling that was born when the perception that helped me see the lights and chose the directions died. Now, with this perception gone, I don't need to see through your eyes, I don't need to feel like sharing every happy memory with you. At the end - after I looked for the reasons to explain how you can't affect me anymore, why you can't turn me on with nothing more than a blink like you used to, why you can not turn my world upside down again, why you can't make cry or smile - it doesn't make me that sad. Because what we had together, even though it was brief, was also very intense, fun, unexplainable, and we did enjoy every moment, so to say I wish I've never meet you would be nothing but unfair. I'll just finally admit it's over. You can say that maybe, someday, somehow... but I don't believe it. It's over for good. And I'll move on.
Good bye, my babe. Take good care of my heart, cause I left it with you!
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