Oct 2016
Not all break ups are messy. They don't necessarily equate to slamming doors and screams echoing off the walls and not all of them mean permanent goodbyes uttered with anger and disdain.
Some break ups are clean. Neatly folded and put away silently. A mutual understanding that that was the end. And sometimes no screams are heard , only deafening silence filling the room with thoughts of things longing to be said.
Quiet and solemn , memories are packed into bags and carried sadly out the door. Leaving its traces along with the sound of footsteps retreating
Then a stillness , a hollow stillness that tells you it is real and the hurt you feel within is a painful reminder that it is done. Wether it was messy or clean , mutual or one-sided . You cannot escape the harsh truth that whatever you had is an object of the past , now meant for flashbacks at 3 am and words written on letters never meant to be sent.
Some break ups are clean. Neatly folded and put away silently. A mutual understanding that that was the end. And sometimes no screams are heard , only deafening silence filling the room with thoughts of things longing to be said.
Quiet and solemn , memories are packed into bags and carried sadly out the door. Leaving its traces along with the sound of footsteps retreating
Then a stillness , a hollow stillness that tells you it is real and the hurt you feel within is a painful reminder that it is done. Wether it was messy or clean , mutual or one-sided . You cannot escape the harsh truth that whatever you had is an object of the past , now meant for flashbacks at 3 am and words written on letters never meant to be sent.
