I was in pain letting her go. I was contemplating with the options on my hand. Pondering that was this the suitable time, whereby both of us realised that it’s time to let go each other. We had been together in a short span of time, it was love in first sight, I grabbed her instantly and expressed myself. I remember it vividly the first time we met, we both exchanged eye contacts, she smiled, I smiled. Nodding to her, I grabbed her hand and brought her back home. I undressed her, and began our very own experiment, that night was an enjoyable one. That was the night I lost my virginity, and hers, yet we never regret.
She was the perfect figure to me. Every curve was greeted by her fair skin, every kiss from her was full of love expression, I truly cherish every moment we both together. We had been thru a lot, no matter rain or shine, hot or cold, she cheered me up, blinking her eye as though telling me don’t give up hope. It worked for me, as I kept moving forward, with the belief that someone that truly loved me was right beside me, to share my problems, to share my burden.
Yet, there reached the time where we both knew that it was time to be separated. She needed a better one, and same goes to me. I offered nothing more to her, the love simply slowly faded away. The service rendered by her decreased every bit, she was growing old, and I wasn’t as tempted as before, I lost my interest, we just couldn’t revive the happy moments between us. Don’t blame me, I tried very hard, yet to no avail. Every single effort of mine simply was just not enough, she deserved a better one, and I deserved it too.
Finally, it reached the stage where we had to let go each other. It was heartbreaking, yet I felt happy for her. She will have a better life, instead of staying back and suffering with me. I will value every single sec, whereby she won’t mumble, complain any disapproapriate treatment. She would just keep quiet and live through it. I will remember, how attached we once were, where we shared the same bed, where I cleaned every inch of her body bit by bit. Goodbye my love, this post is dedicated to you, and I truly wish that your new owner will love you as much as I do, or perhaps more. Goodbye, my D40…
