That look

I know that look, it’s something that you’re suffering about.

I know that look, there’s something missing in your life.

A tiny part that you find lately and it does changing your life.

But it’s no longer yours. It’s slipping from your hand, slow but sure.

A broken heart.

Hey my dear, it’s bad. I know and I admit it. It’s not your or whoever fault. Not even both of you.

It’s just the circumstances. Just not the right time to make it right.

It’s not something to redefine who you are. Surely, you can stand in your own feet again.

Remember, my dear, from the first you’re not rely on someone, it’s always been you and yourself. So after all the sparks gone, no more hanging on. It’s time to say goodbye and walk away. And start new adventure with your own feet, like you always be.