![]() LETTING GOA Poem by sette
WHEN I MET YOU,
I KNOW IT WILL BE DIFFERENT. FATE HAD PLAYED A CRUEL JOKE, TO WHICH I CANNOT COMPLAIN. THE DEEPER THE RELATIONSHIP WENT, THE PAIN BECOMES UNBEARABLE, BUT JOY WAS ALSO EXPERIENCED. SURRENDER WAS NOT A PART OF THE GAME. BUT, BUT TIME HAS COME THAT I HAVE TO LET YOU GO, NOT BECAUSE OF PAIN BUT OF JOY OF SEEING YOU HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE I NEED TO LET YOU GO.
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