I guess closure lies in accepting the simplest of verities- We weren’t meant to be. The fact remains that the roads to love are mapped on the grid-lines of fate and the purest answer to all heartbreak is forever engraved on our palms. No matter the blame-games or the bridges we vow to set aflame, in the end you and I will be just another casualty of tragically fucked up stars. Destiny is a pill that I must swallow today and you are the drug my heart will always crave.
This is the closest to closure I will ever be.
(This November, I’m doing all shades of love. Happy reading!)