How hard is it to go and never looking back? How hard is it to think of someone, with whom you have shared your joys and sorrows, as a stranger? How hard will it be? For 'Us'? For me? For 'Her' ?
We think we are matured enough to act maturely. We think we know a lot and understand even more. We say, "Everyone is irreplaceable but no one is indispensable". Everyone. No one. We generalize.
I have decided to sail away. I have decided to move on & never look back. I have decided to be a stranger. And i think only it can make me happy.
I move away. Waiting for a call which can make me go back. But we are mature. so the call never comes.
So many times I wanted to be right but turned out to be wrong. And this time i want to be wrong... and I am afraid of turning out right.
