So, goodbye

Those days where the mind could run wild and freely across an endless tapestry of imaginations
Those days where the fingers could type furiously across the submissive keyboard
Those days where there were no consequences to the frequent explosions of the hidden feelings

Those days have come to an end.

Those feelings remain rich and vigorously bubbling
Those fingers are still robust and ready to go
That mind is still very active and alive

Yet a keyless lock has been secured onto them, on it engraved, 'point of no return'.

I guess it is better this way.

so,

Goodbye.