It must be a new experience.
Something that I am gathering in my cabinet of rarities.
Break ups can be heartfull and causing a lot of pain.
But this experience was something I am happy to have gained.
Although it didn’t happen yet, it will be happening if it happens to occur.
Not just a feeling, but my own kind of reality, to let go and become more resistant.
Of a love I don’t want to experience.
I found the way out and I am sort of happy about that.
That it is painless and not hurting.
At least not for me.
For him I don’t know.
That is for him to experience.
But the way to love and let go of this love.
Is for me to just not answer.
To any of his text.
Because what does not get any answer, will die.
Not that he will die, but the love he is trying to receive.
In this case from me.
If it stops there, my own kind will be safe.
It is a painless death of an break up without words.
Just silence is all there is.
It is the silence that I need to hear in this story.
As a sign, there is a better love waiting for me.