The Art of Letting Go

One minute it was perfect then the next thing you know he’s halfway out the door. People come and go in our lives. There are people who pass by, and there are people who stay. Though some people don’t stay for long, they make a great impact in our lives. They make you feel special today, and then leave you hanging the next day. Sometimes it’s hard to let go. However, no matter how you love the person, if he wants to be free then set him free. It’s heart breaking when you’re left hanging isn’t it? It’s like your life is crushing down into pieces and no one’s willing to fix it with you.



Now I understand how others feel about trust. You treat it so gently only to be broken by the people you love. You try to put the pieces back, but then it gets shattered again and again and again. Then you get tired and it seems like you don’t feel anything anymore. You’re numb… catatonic… apathetic. You want to cry but you could not cry anymore because there are no more tears left to shed off. No matter how you wanted to get things back to normal, they could not.

However, life goes on and you have to be strong. Burn all the pictures and start afresh. Broken heart becomes stronger every time it gets hurt. That’s what I’ve learned in life. Letting go is not so bad at all. I rather consider it as an art. ‘’ Time heals all’’ as they say. It’s too late to have regrets. Just take everything as a blessing. Though it seems like it’s not, there are reasons why these things are happening to you.

When Thomas Edison was asked about how he felt when he failed for hundreds of times while inventing the incandescent lamp, he said “I did not fail.. I just learned that those hundreds of ways cannot work.” Same as love, sometimes we think that some relationships that we go through are failures; but the truth is, we learn something from each one we go through. That is why you should not think negatively of others who have hurt you. Though sometimes you feel that you want to hate them, just let them be. Set them free! After all it’s not your loss… it’s theirs.