Thank you

Thank you for the time you have spent with me the past week.

i enjoyed it.

though it was short, it was great.

but the past week made me see you differently.

point is , i had notice that you can't handle me well.

so that why i didnt want to continue it.

more problem will arise.

i'am sure of it.

i'm sorry for causing more hurt.

i could feel that you were about to cry after we departed yesterday.

and i saw u said sayonara.

its time to move forward again.

Thank you.

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" its time to keep your dolls dear" said mother.

i looked up to her with teary eyes, but why, why would she want me to keep my most beloved doll. i could not understand her. but i had no say. dragging my doll down the hall way thinking about the times we had together, tears slowly flow down my cheeks.opening the basement door i saw that chest i had once open to found joy. slowly walking towards that chest, i felt regret. i was unwilling to let him go but i had to. it wont do both of us good. slowly i unstrung him with more regret with every pull. slowly pulling it apart, placing part by part in to the chest. as the last piece entered the chest , a river of tears flowed.

"thank you"

i closed the chest.

and left the room with out any regrets.