There’s laughter echoing inside my head, she sounds a lot like you. You never asked me what I wanted in life, you didn’t know that I wanted to earn my masters degree by the time I’m forty, you didn’t know I wanted to open a coffee lounge with a big library inside. People can take books, return them, keep them, replace them, or just read them. Soon enough, books won’t exist so I wanted to keep each that I found maybe I could share something to people who wanted to cherish what we had left of it all. I wish you knew all of that, instead you took everything away from me. The love and the life we built together, the unpromising future we always talked about, but love no longer exists inside our bones… I was tired, and so were you. I suppose this time, it really is time to let go.
