Goodbye

I lay awake, eyes open, calmly breathing, realising that this is the last time I will ever sleep in this house. Under this roof, and when you lose a something you can imagine existing forever-A flowing river, the gentle hum of the suburbs-you never quite realise what a part of your life they have become, all those little details that make you who you are.

Tonight is the last night before we move house. One of the biggest events in my life so far.

Leaving it is the combination of a lot of thought, and eventually me learning how to let go. Still I get up and walk thorough the house as I have done so, so many times before. Only for the last time, those familiar creeks of particular floorboards, the sound of doors and that one loose tile in our porch.
I moved here about a decade ago, a small place with a lot of work to do, but over the course of 10 years you can see an indent of our lives that would quickly be removed by its new owner. All those memories, celebrations, so much has happened here. But alas I return to my bed, I look up at the stars, glowing stars I had placed there so many years ago.

I focus on one as it slowly fades.
And with it slowly drift into deep sleep.

Ladies and gentlemen of Opuss, I have made a decision prior to moving house, I have had other things on my mind recently and have decided it is time to stop making excuses, time to leave Opuss. The reason is complicated but in a nutshell I have no ideas, my mind... Completely blank. Though I have enjoyed Opuss too much not to say a few thank-you's:
Firstly to my friends who comment and I have had many a conversation with. And for their support.
I would like to thank:
@RebelCouture for all her support and late night chats ;)

@Blingey123 for her wonderful Opusses which always brought a smile to my face.

@Cabernax for all his support, it didn't go unnoticed :)

@iPuss for always having an amazing poem every day, and for your inspiration.

Finally a massive thank you to all my followers, who left your likes and comments, it means a lot to me.
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It is possible I may return, occasionally. Perhaps with new material if the spark comes back. Until then.
Goodbye

«Alex»