Art of Letting Go

Guest

We often fool ourselves and say that its love only when its gone we end up being only so how are we to know that its just isn't so that we just have to let each other go, is over. gone. Why do we have to part while love is still there? Why do we suffer? Why do we have to cry when someone bids goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end? There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left unexpressed, promise left unfulfilled.In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as breaking acrystal because yours u'll never know when you will be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go feel not the pain of parting, it is they who stay behind and suffer, because they are left with memories of love that was meant to be, a love that was. There were many times when we share precious moments but later realize they were only stolen moments So how are we to know that it just wasn't so? That we just have to let each other go. At the beginning and the end of the relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone, Unfaith as it may seem, but that's the way love goes, That's the drama, the bitter sweet and the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is constant but change, Everything will come to its end without us knowing when, without us knowing why. And we must forget not because we want to but because we have to. In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in battalion. It seems that everywhere you go, everything you do, every song you hear, every turn of your head, every move of your body, every beat of your heart, every blink of your eye and every breath you take always reminds you of him. It's like a stab of a knife, a torture in the night. Funny how the whole world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing. Just imagine there are few billion people in the Earth yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other. I don't know if it's worth calling an art, but letting go entails special sparkle with considerable space and time. Time heals all wounds but it takes a little push on your part. Acceptance plays a part. Not all wishes come true. Not all love stories end with' and they live happily ever after. Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer, if it would mean happiness for others. We have to cry temporarily to let go of the pains. Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, something we have to live up.It's over. He's gone. But life has to go on. Goodbye doesn't mean forever. There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited in the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.
Somewhere. Someday. ' If loving you is all that means to me And being happy is all I hope you'll beIf loving you must meanI really have to set u free.'

Guest

ive done that also. a couple of times before. kasi, i am the kind na who doesn't want to end a relationship. gusto ko, ako yung iniiwan, hindi yung nangiiwan. mas okay sa akin. kasi, i hate guilt. wierd no? ! but all my ex's are my friends now.