For: You

Every time I saw a falling star, I used to think to myself:"I wish he'd come back to me."

Tonight I was watching the sky when I saw one falling and I stopped myself in the middle of the wish. It felt wrong.
It felt like I was wishing for you to be unhappy with me. Because if you were happy, you wouldn't have ended it, right?
And so I made a different wish. I wished for you to be happy and I smiled at the night sky, remembering you.

That was the moment I finally understood the saying "If you love him, let him go."

And this is me, letting you go.
-D.M.


© Darali May