The act of letting go
How many aura do I loose when I still call him from no caller ID just to hear his voice.
Your voice are like a cooling rhythm of hope in my head, indeed we don’t talk anymore, indeed I don’t know if I’m still attached, the question is what exactly should I be attached to? I do not recognise this you, I do not understand who you are, yet I still yearn to hear your voice, in the cold night as you say “hello” hello” hello who is this? Then i hurriedly go ahead to hang up, and cry myself to sleep. Your voice are as my daily routine supplement, necessary to keep my mind at peace. Maybe not words of reassurance. But words that says I am still alive and coming for you soon omah(my translation of your voice) .
I just don’t ever learn, you might say I am obsessed or It’s just a toxical attachment. But I am sick of this feelings , and I want it to end. But I find myself going through my contact just to search for your name and call again , I havnt even mustered the courage to say hi at least.
I await the day I’d say I don’t know Jim, and I don’t have any feelings for him anymore and this would be words of truth and not self convictions.
MEDMIMI 