I didn’t know whether to wish you or not on your birthday but I still did, just like how my heart doesn’t know whether to love you or not.
I’ve been sitting for days, it feels like-weeks, or years even. Each night I can feel myself whisper, It’s time to move.
I thought that great love, real love, true love, was the kind that would sustain and hold us through every storm that would pass; I thought that what it meant to be in love was to hold on for dear life and to never let go, no matter how violent the waves.
But what I am learning is that even in the goodbye, we can love like the ocean.
But what I am learning is that even in the goodbye, we can love like the ocean.
We came to each other’s lives so we can slap each other awake, so we awaken and open what’s been closed inside each both of us.
In my case, you opened my heart. I don’t know what impact I got on you, but I hope there are some.
Now that we have accomplished our mission, we have to depart and discover our own path.
I let you go.I let you be.
In my case, you opened my heart. I don’t know what impact I got on you, but I hope there are some.
Now that we have accomplished our mission, we have to depart and discover our own path.
I let you go.I let you be.
It is difficult to believe that I won’t ever again be present in your life but sometimes love means letting go.
I am setting you free. I don’t want you to feel sorry for me. I only tell you this because it’s made me who I am – the woman who will do her best to let you go, and for you I will try.
I will press on,walking through these days when the lights burns low (though it burns nevertheless), hoping to unveil the love I long to have, though I know I can give nothing before I hold some for myself. And so I will continue.
For that reason, perhaps you are waiting and-or hoping, just as I am, that one day, we will both be ready.
I am setting you free. I don’t want you to feel sorry for me. I only tell you this because it’s made me who I am – the woman who will do her best to let you go, and for you I will try.
I will press on,walking through these days when the lights burns low (though it burns nevertheless), hoping to unveil the love I long to have, though I know I can give nothing before I hold some for myself. And so I will continue.
For that reason, perhaps you are waiting and-or hoping, just as I am, that one day, we will both be ready.
So is it ego or feelings that keep me holding onto you. Wanting to hear you to tell me just one more time how much you love me. Do I miss you or do I miss the way you manage to always say the right things?
Its both. My feelings are real. They have to be. And as I have this struggle on paper it makes me realize why you let me go in the first place. My never ending back and forth about who I am, what I want and my feelings for you aren’t fair to you.
I crave for you. I crave the feelings that were once so raw and so real to me. They seem like such a distant memory that they almost don’t feel real anymore.
You and I don’t exist anymore. We never will again. So for now I will just miss you. Because that’s just where I am. And that’s OK.
Its both. My feelings are real. They have to be. And as I have this struggle on paper it makes me realize why you let me go in the first place. My never ending back and forth about who I am, what I want and my feelings for you aren’t fair to you.
I crave for you. I crave the feelings that were once so raw and so real to me. They seem like such a distant memory that they almost don’t feel real anymore.
You and I don’t exist anymore. We never will again. So for now I will just miss you. Because that’s just where I am. And that’s OK.
To your 33rd birthday, all I can give to you is forgiveness.
I am fine and you don’t have to worry anymore. If by any chance I contact you,just ignore it. Don’t reply and don’t response. It just my process to get better. I will be fine. Time will heal me.
I am fine and you don’t have to worry anymore. If by any chance I contact you,just ignore it. Don’t reply and don’t response. It just my process to get better. I will be fine. Time will heal me.
Now, we will be stranger once more.
Live your life and never look back. You deserve it and I hope one day you will find what you’ve been always looking for.
Live your life and never look back. You deserve it and I hope one day you will find what you’ve been always looking for.
Happy birthday.
