The last message

As I clicked the play button with quaking fingers, I knew that I had already made up my mind about there is no going back. There is nothing that would mould my decision in any way other. As much as I wished to not hear your voice again, I needed an explanation from your end. Just to suffice myself that it’s not anything different from what I percepted. It’s a lie that when people say that communicating can solve everything. Somethings are better left unsaid.

Now that I know. Now that I listened to the clumsiness and hesitation in your voice, I know that I’m free. Now I know ‘someday if I get an opportunity, I will call you’ will never be. Now I know we can ‘let it be’.

it’s okay.

— b