Creator Of My Past

To end,

My trembling heart,

Had finally concluded to meet you for the very last time.

 

It is indeed a herculean effort for my broken soul,

To gather the courage and fearlessness

To look upon you without all the merriment and happiness

Which Once breathed in us.

 

I assume that,

The blurred memories which we made,

Will now collide with each other in your heart .

 

Memories, I believe,

Have become my past now.

 

And now

As my future is drawing me to itself.

Here I am,

Bidding goodbye to the creator of my past .