No regrets

I do not regret from braking up. Indeed! 

Our differences would keep growing day by day until this day could come anyway. I don't like going out to nightclubs, you don't like staying home. I don't like those country music you are addicted to, you don't like bossa nova, international music or at least some national rock. I don't care for fashion and you do care for fashion. I do love being myself, you are still in the closet, to list some.

You must agree that it makes much easier if done earlier.

I myself must agree that we had also a very good time together. Our problem was that we concentrated all our attention in the way we got to know each other. That was beautiful, that was a fate or at least it happened by chance. Gay people usually get to know each other in a gay bar, night club or even by the internet, not because someone's aunt introduced one to each other.

I am so determined to move my life on! I have decided not to be alone and I hope from the bottom of my heart that you are fine and you can find someone else.

It is funny how I know myself: I knew in the very first day that our relation wouldn't take very long. Mainly sexually.

Why did I insisted though? Well, I made a bet with myself. I bet I could be wrong. But I wasn't.

That's all, bud. That's all.

The missing piece

Now you recognize what the time has made to  you. The remaining hair on your head has become white, your skin has become flabby and no one can see youth in your smile. Since very long you've been loosing what was part of  you. In regressions at night on your bed you keep tracing new time-lines as if you hadn't lost that part of you. Would it be any different?
Let me go further: that missing piece was your art, your direction. We know well that it was also  your proud and your shadow and who knows your end. The path you chose molded you into who you are.
You kept running away from mirrors as they insist in telling you about the time. Facing it you remember all those glory days. Together you and your missing piece were everything; away from each other you both became nothing. As  you said, you never thought that you'd loose that bright in your eyes.
You can come back to life, comrade. It is up to you.