She worried about society,
Not the voice inside her heart.
My love did not end in togetherness,
It ended in letting go.
She was never meant to be held forever.
The way I loved her,
Was by leaving her in peace.
I did not hold anger in my head,
because love is not ownership,
It is understanding.
I did not leave because I stopped caring,
I left because staying would have hurt us both.
When I spoke my truth,
it sounded weak to the world.
So, I kept my pain, turning into strength.
She was a small lamp in my life,
Not bright like the sun,
not dark like the night.
Just enough light,
to show me myself.
I let her go without anger, without regret,
Though she'll never know
that I will always remember.
My goodbye was not for her,
But for the version of her I created within me.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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