Bittersweet

I just received a text message. It's not yet confirmed, but it's a start.

Honestly, I did not know what to feel. I am happy and yet I am sad.

I'm happy because I'd be able to move on. Yes, move on.

Honestly, my personal reason weighs more than the other reason I have, why I want to move out. I feel like, if I'd continue to be in this account, I won't be able to forget Zee. This is the first time I am moving out because I want to forget and let this feeling die its natural death.

I am sad because I am going to miss Zee. While I am writing this piece, tears are already falling down my cheeks. I am going to miss Zee, I am not sure what to expect if ever I'd push through with this, but I am taking my chances.  All I know is that I am going to miss Zee.

Admittedly, if there's one person that could make me change my mind, and just stay, it's Zee. If you ask me to stay, I will stay. I know it's far-fetched, and I won't expect that to happen.

Let's see how this journey will end.


* Zee's a pseudonym

It's the way I feel that I just can't deny, but I gotta let it go