I heard a story, apparently the only way of truly being happy is to be selfish & to eliminate the things/people who used to take part in your happiness. I suppose don’t be surprise if that is what I end up doing because I learn from the best — but as long as I get the justice that is fair & that I deserve out of this decision/situation, then I will be okay — With the death, I wont be sending anything in fact I sent nothing, I just wish I never knew you because I don’t have to be in this bitter end of being the wisher of no longer wanting to have you in my life. Though, sadly you still exist to remind me that, if I ever made a callous decision again in the future, I should look upon the suffering that I have now before I get to make something that unfortunately I cannot fathom & unable to even regret because in the end, it was mine to make. Perhaps a seer just seeing the illusion of what she wants to see, a better version of herself yet maybe only by balancing herself with what’s good & bad that she can finally become the hierophant again. — I guess, words are sharper than a knife but perhaps it is sharpest when it came from someone who used to claim to love you more than themselves — & my silence shall speak volumes — in fact, that is exactly the space & time we all need to move on & out of this lifetime
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© D C de Oliveira || May 8 2018 || Tuesday 9.44am
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