When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead keep your head up high and gaze into heaven for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal.

It  never  is  easy...  Letting  go  of  the  one  you  loved  the  most  for  the  first  time,   at  an indecisive,   conflicting  age.   But  you’ll  always  have  a  soft  spot  for  him.   After  the  hurt  you’ve  caused  each  other,   the  fights,   the  yellings,   the  silent  treatments, the arguements with your parents for each other.  Too many things lurk in the back of your  mind, unable to comprehend who’s to be blamed. You’ll never forget that one. You simply move on. One day at a time. Because when it comes to an end, everyone has to face that  ghost.


After growing so used to each others presence, waking up every morning to see or send a good morning message, going to bed with that person being the last thing on your mind~ then it comes to a stop. All of sudden you feel like time is not moving forward. Like its come to a halt that when you see happy, positive things around you, you feel like people can be happy for only so long. You stop believing. You stop wishing. But you start hoping. But what are you actually hoping for?

Realize that things will never go your way forever. Whether you did the separation, or whether he did, there must have been a reason behind it that both cannot cope with for any longer. I always say that, when you get out of a relationship you treasured so dearly, you either make it or break it. It may be the most cliché thing that’s ever been said but when you are caught in the situation, you’re only left with those two paths.  I chose the path that I did.

Heavy heart or not, I did not want to let myself and the people around me down. I wanted out. I wanted change for the betterment of myself. And I wished him only the best. That he may be the person he wanted to be. That he may do the things he wanted to with complete freedom and happiness. And I very much hope he has accomplished that~for I first knew him to have been a person with potential. A diamond waiting to be polished and perfected to be priceless. A figure of independence and strength to face challenges in life that I may never have to deal with.

They say your first love is never your last. While in some cases it may be wrong, in mine, I  agree with it.   

It's the essence and con job of time.. It makes all the past seem better than it was and the future more bleak, when the opposite  is true. Go forward, only forward. Backing up always dissappoints. I have been ever so lucky to have had my mom stand by me throughout the way. Crying when I did and being there for me as I was about to fall. And my friends, always a text or phone call away who proved that there are people out there worth living for.

Because for when we are in love, the world is golden and nothing gets us down. But when that love falls apart, all that’s left is memories~ be it good or bad and the crutches you’ve got waiting by the wings in the form of friends and family. And you realize, you haven’t lost everything. Know that fact. Embrace it.  Everything happens for a reason. It is only up to you to decide what the reason is.