of goodbyes and promises

The dreaded moment has come and gone. Almost half past three when the phone rang and a familiar silence was heard. A voice then shaky and tearful appeared to have come from nowhere. Only wanting the truth and perhaps hoping for a chance of holding on, the voice echoes in utmost desperation, deeply needing solace from the inflictor, longing for a glimpse of hope but there was none.

The silence was numbed, speechless to his hears and pleadings. Silence and unuttered thoughts were all that could be given for a huge barricade of rationaluty and sense of somewhat morality had bordered them two. Silence only had nothing more to say or perhaps was tooo profoundly adamant in letting the voice go or had the latter let the former go.

Whichever was the case, she victoriously strode through it all head up high but heart in the lowest pits of hell. Over and again loss comes in victory but this time it's forever lost. The vow of eternal love is all that's left after the longest goodbye is finally heard. If goodbyes had been absolute and finite, then what do we make of love?

 moment has come and gone. Almost half past three when the phone rang and a familiar silence was heard. A voice then shaky and tearful appeared to have come from nowhere. Only wanting the truth and perhaps hoping for a chance of holding on, the voice echoes in utmost desperation, deeply needing solace from the inflictor, longing for a glimpse of hope but there was none.

The silence was numbed, speechless to his hears and pleadings. Silence and unuttered thoughts were all that could be given for a huge barricade of rationality and the sense of somewhat morality that had bordered them two. Silence only had nothing more to say or perhaps was too profoundly adamant in letting the voice go or had the latter let the former go.

Whichever was the case, she victoriously strode through it all head up high but heart in the lowest pits of hell. Over and again loss comes in victory but this time it's forever lost. The vow of eternal love is all that's left after the longest goodbye is finally heard. If goodbyes had been absolute and finite, then what do we make of love?