It’s finally over.  There, I finally said it.  I had to repeat these words again and again so it will finally sink in.  The greatest love story of my life had just ended.   My tears had finally stopped falling.  Somehow I had to release myself from this pain.  I had to move on.  “Move  on, girl!’  I told myself. 

I guess,   life is no fairy tale.  There are no happy endings.  I had to let him go.  I had to set him free because I love him.  There is no use hanging on to something that is not there anymore.  Yes, I will dread the day that I will see him happy with someone new, but I rather have that  than to see him unhappy on my side.

I know that it’s not easy to forget someone   whom you have love  for so long, someone who has been a part of your whole world.  To do that, you have to make a part of your heart numb and hard like a stone so you won’t feel anything.  If only I can erase all the memories I had with him, even the sweet moments turned bitter and sour now.

Maybe one day, I will fall in love again, who knows, life has its twist and turns.  But for now, let me pause   and breathe and sleep.  Tomorrow, I might feel better, I hope.