This is not a sad ending

I finally called it a quit. There's no point for me to stay if things are not going to be looking any better. I'm just tired. There's only so much issues my mind could take at a given time, and now things are filling up inside.

So, I'm not going to be a slave of my own heart anymore. At least not for the time being. My mind has had enough. I'm emotionally abused, bruised everywhere, the blood is dripping.

It has been a really wonderful experience while it lasted. I don't and I won't regret any second of it. It will remain a sweet - if not the sweetest memory - in me.

Thank you for everything, good and otherwise. For I learned a life's lesson. And I'm growing through it.

My dreams are shattered and my heart is broken, but walk I will and cry i shan't.

I'm so going to miss you. Every single bit of you.

Your voice.
Your touch.
Your sweet little jokes.
Your smile,
and your expressionless face.
Your words,
or the lack of it.
Your little hands and your lean well built figure.
I'll miss watching whatever programmes on tv with you.
Your nescafe suam made for me, though you uses those 3 in 1 packs.

I'll miss you, every single bit of you.

It will take a while for the feelings to subside but I know I'll manage. I've went through worse.

All the best to you. I'll pray for your well being and you will find what your heart desires the most.

And I'll always be here.

This is not a sad ending, just a frustrated one.