Awkwardness filled the atmosphere. Cracking our brains to come up with a topic to talk so that we can try to fit into the spaces of time given for us, it was a rather awesome opportunity for us. I hated this gruesome feeling, faking a smile to let you know that I'm happy, & I'm all right. But deep down, my tears are trying to burst out. But I manage to bury them alive, safe & sound. The last, was a pat on my head that makes me like a princess out of no where. Spoken out loud with your tender words, "Take good care of yourself." Capturing the back view of yours, turning your back on me. Because once you're gone, neither do I know when will we be seeing each other again. Heaven knows I'm trying, but it gets awfully hard when your heart is this broken. It seems a lifetime passed, these memories that linger. Soon as I think they have gone, but I was certainly wrong.. it was overpowering the feelings. All along I'd wanted to rebuild whatever was salvageable and take another shot at making something of our relationship, but I knew we both walked away is for our own good. As I walked, I pondered the fact that you were gone. It's hard to believe I'm lonely once again. Apprehensively, I was in despair. My hopes that a new setting might change the outlook of us, seems like it faded just as fast as it could. The journey in the car seems a long distance. In my privacy and my solitude, amongst the fields that stretched for miles, I began to cry. With a toil of respite, I cried. I cried for the fear of not knowing what am I gonna do the next move. I don't belong to you any longer, everything. I had vowed to myself never to let anyone see me cry for any reason, ever again. I'm still doubting if you still love me, till now. Anyway, I'm strong, I'm gonna smile to make you think that I'm happy. I'm gonna laugh, so you don't see me cry. I'm going to let you go in style even if it kills me. I'm going to smile. I will. Moving on is simple, it's what you leave behind that makes it difficult.