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Farewells aren’t Fair

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I’m feeling Blue and Red and Green and Black and Yellow and every other fuckin color. I feel Happy and Sad and Merry and Depressed and every other fuckin emotion. Oh! what have I done?

I don’t believe in Good Byes, they are heartbreaking and no, I can’t go ahead and classify them in to happy farewells or sad farewells. When someone very close to your heart bids farewell, the feelings aren’t merry. I carry the emotional anxiety till the time I don’t see that person again and the fact that you may not be able to see the person for days or months or even years keeps killing you from the inside. I mean that’s me and I certainly haven’t got the art of dealing with such situations or such moments.

It’s like the world is on fire or all the glaciers have melted. the heart beats a million times a second or perhaps, it doesn’t beat at all and all that’s left is melancholy. You’ll have sleepless nights and restless days for days. The sudden emptiness will take over and you’ll try to explain yourself that it’s OK. You keep on playing all those moments, all the amazing memories on repeat and all your heart wants is to hear that soothing voice again and again, you want to keep on talking, you want the clocks all across the globe to pause or better break and shatter. The voices inside want to plead, “I Miss You Already, Please Stay, Stay Forever.”

I hate good byes.

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Sweetan

A novice stopmotion filmmaker learning the rules of life. An emotional fool, a hopeless romantic, very possessive. I love writing whatever comes to my mind and I think I am an average photographer. visit: www.isweetan.com for other projects

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