I anticipated the ending of a season, the closing of a chapter. The road splits and lives diverge. The future awaits as we head towards separate dreams and separate plans.
Happy endings do not exist. There’s much to lose along the way — people leave, doors shut, love dies, hearts break. Words left unsaid strewn over pages of a book. Breathless days weighed down by the guilt of yesteryears. With time recklessly wasted, life melts away.
It’s important to recognize when a cycle concludes. Turn the final page — then comes the silence. It lingers. You refocus your vision and the world emerges behind the shadows. Life resumes.
Most things don’t end but begin anew. Exit gracefully without denying its former glory. Brave through the darkness because the light always appears at the end of a tunnel. Despite the sad affair, there is always something else waiting on the other side.
