My Final Sojourn

(Note: In no way am I trying to prose, I am just bereft beyond any literary state)

As I pack, myriads of emotions gush.
Recalling the trips we've had.
Invoking what was once shared.
Memories of us, memories of you.

I realise this is a journey long due,
for this is where I have to bid you adieu.
Through the good times and the bad,
This is the final break to what we once had.

I realise I have to make this journey.
to release wisps of you forever.
I am not ready to bid you farewell, my love
but without, I cannot recover.

With each passing minute,
the end draws nearer.
With each passing second,
breathing gets harder.

I cannot indulge in me, and still be me.
I have to retrieve the last vestige of me, for me.

It was said 'Parting is such sweet sorrow'.
Right now, parting with memories is the only sorrow.

I'm sorry, Memories. I truly am.
But this is where our journey together ends.
And where mine begins.