The Art of Letting Go

Why do we have to part while the love is still there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to cry when some one bids goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to meet only to loose in the end? There are questions left unanswered ,word left unsaid, letters left unread,poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left unexpressed,promise left unfulfilled. In a relationship one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go…It is as hard as breaking 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 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 life goes.Thats the drama.the bitter sweet and the risk of falling love. After all nothing is constant, but change. Everything will eventually come to its end without knowing when, without us knowing how, without us even knowing why,and we must forget not because we want but because we have to……I n letting go sorrows come not as a single spy but in a 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 like a stab of knife, a torture in the night. Funny how the world becomes depopulated when only one person is missing,,, Just imagine,there are four billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel lonely and empty without the other,,,,,I don’t know if it is worth calling an art, but letting go entails especial skills sparkle 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 wishes come true. not all love stories end with and” they live happily ever after…..”Some times we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control. We have to suffer of it would mean happiness for others. We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains. Every thing has its end like every dawn has its dusk.It something we cant control something we have to live up.Its over . He’s gone,But life has to go on..Goodbye doesn’t always mean forever . there will always be a place and time where question will be answered. word 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
THAT WAS THE ART OF LETTING GO...
SAYING GOODBYE IS THE HARDEST THINGS TO DO… (haayzzz...buhay talaga parang life)