And so I let him go. From my heart who never got what it wanted, from my wishful thinking that he'd ever be mine and from any obligation he ever felt for me. I released him even when he won't ever know that he was the one holding me back to him time and again.
And so I just let him go, slowly, gradually and painfully; while he sat beside me talking animatedly about how he liked this girl in his office so damn much.
I let him go for all the right reasons as I felt like wanting him as much as I wanted him now and ever — was for all the wrong reasons after all.
