When I mentioned how much I was hurt because I missed the love I lost, somebody told me to move on. There was nothing to save from the past, and I just had to stop looking back. These times were gone. Forever.
So this is an adieu to my love. Even if it aches. Even if I don’t want to let go yet. I’m saying goodbye and I’m closing this chapter of my life.
The book is shut.
The Manicheans 