What foolish creatures are we humans, we make promises we cannot keep, we build attachments destined to fail, we spin tales which have only sad endings....and yet do not learn a thing.

And yet again the same line haunts me, I should have known.

You looked at me like I was a stranger. And me, I have grown used to you, your affection, your sweetness, your innocence. That blank look of indifference was a surprise to me.

We walk side-by-side in silence. I feel old, and jaded. Tired of this sham, this facade we both are putting up. Why don't you just say it, I question silently, say you are tired of me, say you want to move on. Say it and free me. I can survive very well without you. But say it, please.

But you are silent. I am quiet. Only the sound of our footsteps echoes on the asphalt.

The process of detachment has begun.