Friday, March 6, 2009

Somewhere... Somehow... Someday...

Not all love stories end with "and they live happily ever after."

Why do we have to feel pain? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to shed tears when somebody bids and say goodbye? Why do beginnings have an end? Why do we have to bump into each other then afterwards lose in the end? Why? Why? And why?

There are really questions that is left unanswered, stories left untold, letters left unopened and unread, poems left undone, feelings left unexpressed, and of course the famous promises left unfulfilled.

They say that in a relationship, one of the most hard thing to do is to say goodbye and letting go. It is as hard like breaking a diamond for the reason that you'll never know when will you be able to pick all the pieces again. It is a fact that the people who were left behind suffers most and those who left them suffers less or not at all. But then again we have to accept the fact and cherish the memories of the love that's meant to be, the love that was.

We may find ourselves alone, embarrassed, and feel the excruciating pain. But the question to answer is, do we have to dwell on that? Let's be aware that, unfair as it may seem, thats the way love goes and thats how cruel life sometimes. That is part of the bittersweet drama of falling in love and risk taking. Everything will eventually come to its end without us knowing how, without us knowing when, without us even knowing why. But we have to remember that in this world nothing is constant but change. Painful as it is, for our own good, we have to forget even if it's not because we want to but because we have to.

In the process of letting go, they say that sorrows come not as a single spy but attacks in battalion. Yes it's true, because when you think that you are ready to face the said process, weird things happen. It seems that everywhere you go, whatever you do, every turn of your head, every beat of your heart, song you hear, move of your body, blink of your eye and even every breath you take always reminds you of that person. It's more than like a stab of a knife, torment that is. And you know what seemed to be funny about the situation? Just imagine, there are billion people on earth and yet it seems you feel
lonely and empty without the other. It's like the whole world is uninhabited when in fact only one person is missing.

I don't have a concrete idea if the said process of letting go is deserving to be called an “art.” But what I know is that letting go requires a skill or not a developed talent to endure considering space and time. It

has been a cliché that time heals all wounds, but in takes a little motivation on our part if we really want to be healed out of the experience. To accept the truth is vital and so much more important to believe on.

Sometimes we have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others and cry to temporarily let go of the pains. The system of love is really weird and unfathomable. Undeniably, sometimes we have to separate ways because of certain circumstances that is highly beyond our control. But we should also understand that like every beginning has its end so as with every dawn has its dusk. It's something we can't control, and something we have to accept and live up with.

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...

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