I have been in the end before but the end has never been like this. This is a new end, and it must ,ean a new beginning for me even if every time I must say ´´me´´ words like ´´we´´ still slip through my lips, which you wanted to be sealed. This isn’t supposed to be happy, or apologetic or damaging to you in any way. I brought this to you, end of the story you do whatever you want with it.
It’s hard trying to go back to how things were before because time has run it’s course and the only way out of this is forward. You and I both know this, I am not the woman I was anymore. Everything I have gone through made me the person you so much admire. In this bed that  I write this, I sit with despair wanting to get close to you, reach you somehow, but something tells me no.
All I can think of instead is you. Like if you are with me when I'm alone like a ghost that haunts me, but instead is your memory that does.Â
I know you must be feeling murky inside with all the things you are struggling with right now. Yet here I am hoping that everything works for the best in your way, trying the best I can do to not let my angry feelings get the best of me and pour my good intentions out.
I want to see you, smother you with kisses, and embrace ourselves in what will be the momentary joy of  seeing each other once again.
But you are right, seems like at the end of these trials you finally deigned to be honest. And you leave, leaving the salty water we were crafting this egg into, feeling sweeter and I can’t cry. I am a lonely mermaid in the sea. Every day I go to the place we drifted apart, near the surface, stick my head up from the water and re-live that time I saw you stumbling on your two feet. I guess you couldn’t breathe under the water for too long after all. You confirmed it ´´I can’t take it anymore´´.
Now as Im falling ill I reminisce of all the tears I once shed for fake lovers that proving to be no less than other “learning experiences” that I end up bathing in every day. I miss disappointing you, I am still confused. I thought this is what you wanted. Guess I asked you to come too close too many times. There is an emotion I seek, yet I am unable to describe yet mermaid yet a human are we able to understand the consequences of our acts? He left that night, I saw him stumbling through the rocks,again.
He was making his way up to the land as the waves hit my back and the tides started to rise. It was alright. You said you loved me,that you would come back. Asked me not to follow you into the surface , it was decided. I don’t want to go after you, you must learn how to walk your own new path.
But I don’t want to wait for you, I know that´s the right thing to do for me nonetheles, I don’t.When will you come to look for me in these ocean waters? After all we have been through, will you find me again?