Au Dieu

It's gone all lop-sided. I hate it when that happens.

And because I am not as cool as you are .. Or as adapt at compartmentalising life... And cos I honestly never meant to harbour any addiction... I'm cashing in your exit pass. As much as I cannot justify it logically, I'm gonna do it anyway.

The only thought that comes to mind, is how I can never explain to you how sorry I am for doing this. As time passes... this too shall pass from your memory as you go on your way.

I wish I could be more eloquent about it... to give departure some form of poetic justice and send-off.. But I can't. My words are failing me. My gift is gone.

And it's ironic... that it's the 9th of July.

I barked up the wrong side of the tree. It's should have been the left side of the cedar, not the right.

I'm sorry for being the one to say goodbye.