Now What?.....


Why do we find someone only to lose in the end? Why do we have to let go when we want to hold on? I don’t know… I don’t. He’s gone? Yes he is and pain lingers softly day and night as memories swiftly flashes one by one in every corner of my mind. Faces, pictures and memories they all haunt me and I run away like a scared helpless child… helpless indeed. Every night you anticipate for his call, you hope he’ll take back his goodbye but he’ll never… never.It hurts. Of course it does. Yet no matter how we want to, we can’t stop time, we can’t dictate fate and we can’t choose our destiny. There’s no way for us take back the past. There’s no turning back when it comes to leave. You have to let what is done be done and let what is past be past yet learn from it. We have regrets and we know we’re sorry for it but then even if we have the courage strong enough to move mountains, faith deeper than the deepest ocean, we can’t take back the words we’ve said nor dry the tears we’ve shed and take back the love that was all along there. We need to accept that it would hurt but not linger too much to it. We need to unwind and cry temporarily to let all feelings go but never too long… never cry too long. He’s gone but not forever for if the world still turns the impossible still runs. Anything can happen in this world. Trust is what you need and patience too. But if you won’t move on then nothing will happen. If you remain stuck in the past you’ll never see the future. If goodbye then let it be, let it be goodbye… if he comes back then let he be yours forever. Wait but move on… wait for God’s plan but move on from the past. Go and learn from the past. Life must move on even if love won’t. I need to put that in mind and yes in my heart. Not what you want would always happen and not all love story ends with a happy ending. This is reality not a fairytale. If we lose someone just learn from it. To learn from the past is like learning from a great mentor. Learning from a love lost is one way to find that one true love destined for us. Learning indeed is the art of letting go. Learn that letting go is bittersweet… bitter because he won’t be with us anymore in our journey but sweet because the memories would always remind us that we’ve learned and that someday when we look back at these times we could say “hey, I’ve learned the art of letting go” I’m learning… I’m enjoying it… I’ll let go now… I love you one last time…