[SAMARA]

I am leaving and this is not a surprise, as you had left long before you came home at sunrise. Or perhaps it was the day that I pulled the door closed and walked away, and so like you, I too, have chosen a new day. Perhaps its wrong but half of my life is gone and it is not with regret, and I cant say it didn’t happen or there was someone I wish I met. I have been trying for some time to place thoughts into words, to say that I knew what my life would be at this particular time without sounding absurd. But I can’t, and there has not been an instant that I could have changed life for me. If I did I would have lost my way, or rather not chosen a new day. I miss you though and my heart pines. I reached to sky to grasp at the unseen, unclasping as I gaze at the birds recalling what had been. For me there is indifference, cheating life or cheating death. A soul’s mate or the truest of love, they both are blessed. Perhaps, I am a fool to surrender parting words and tell the sweetest secrets and how they will unfold. It was from my lips, from my hips, from my heart and from my soul were these words taken and given nothing in return. I have been taken to the lowest realms of life with feelings of hate and shame. I have experienced life and death too intimately leaving remnants of pain. All in all it doesn’t matter, it was my choice to leave and to stand on my own. My way, some way, I will reap what is sown.