tot it'd b pretty gd for kor, if he still reads my blog..

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In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is
saying goodbye and letting go. It is as hard as
breaking a crystal because you'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 that suffer,
because they are left with memories of a
love that was meant to be, a love that was.

At the beginning and at the end of a relationship,
we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone.
Unfair as it may seem, but that's the way love
goes. That's the drama, the bittersweet and
the risk of falling in love. After all, nothing is
constant but change. Everything will eventually
come to its end without us knowing when, without
us knowing how, without us even 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 billion people on earth and 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 skills sparkled with a
considerable space and time. Time heals all
wounds but it takes a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part. 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 to temporarily 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 had to live up.

It's over. He's/shes gone. But life has to go
on.
Goodbye doesn't always 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. Somehow. Someday."

"Some of us think holding on makes us
strong; but sometimes it is letting go"

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ps haha ya i'm usin e lab again! cant blame me if i ve breaks ryt? ;p