Putting an end to something is really a question of choice versus must. Reasons why a person feels the need to end a beautiful moment will really just be behind because to admit it is a metaphor of death. Why end something that gives happiness? To open new horizons.
Circumstances has the tendency to be choking, even more when not all that is involved are willing to take part in the betterment of a situation.
In reality, endings are not really labeled. They just happen without giving notices, without asking permissions. The sad part there is that they are never gradual; they are too drastic that after it occured, the victim is left floating.
No, this is not only the talk of breaking away from a relationship. Endings are everywhere. They may not be always negative, though. They could be sweet. How? I do not know. I just thought that they are sweet because they cut the line that gives agonizing pains.
Goodbye, farewell... they are all elements of endings. To end is to die ... to end is to resurrect. Matter of choice...
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