You don’t walk in my playlist anymore nor do your existence remain in the sky that I, for the past month, so dreaded looking at. Just a wisp of memories which comes and goes just like any others. We may have crossed paths then but it is over now.

And I am so glad that I am finally able to look at the clouds, realise the blending hues of pink and blue, and not be reminded of you anymore.

And though my legs maybe shaky, my hands trembling and cold, the path I had chosen is all that I yearn for. This thread is dedicated to you (or perhaps just the memories of you) as a proper goodbye. Farewell lil one.