letting go

i guess i am in the mood to just post one final installation of the little boy's story.

and this time, its his past.

Letting It Go

once upon a time

there was this little boy

who never said what was on his heart

instead, he said the opposite of what he meant

one day the little boy met a stranger

but it wasnt the stranger who caught his attention

it was this person, S

who had the strangest expression.

in the end, they both fell in love

they had a good time

they spent quality time together

it was a memorable time

but things changed

many things happened

hearts were changed

trust was betrayed

the little boy still chose to remain silent

his mouth speaking what his heart did not mean

tears did not fall

sadness was quiet and careful

with her way in the little boy's heart

but he knew his heart had grown cold

the little boy decided it was time

to free his cold heart

and perhaps to grant S a simple wish

something the little boy wanted too

freedom

letting go