Closure

One night,
Some night,
Was the moment I realized I’ll never find love.
I knew I was giving up the search.
I was happy.
And sad.
And confused.
I knew this was it.
Everybody I loved was a reflection on somebody else’s mirror.
And I was alright.
I survived.
I would continue to.
I was travelling away from home on the night of the realisation.
Playing in my earpieces was trance asking me to “love again”.
That night was going to be the one I’d remember for a long time to come.