It's over. He's gone.
Why do we have to part while the love is still dere?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when someone bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end?


These are questions left unanswered,
Words left unsaid,letters left unread,
Poems left undone,songs left unsung,
Love left unexpressed,promises left un fulfilled.


In a relationship,one of the hardest things to do
is sayin goodbye and letting go.
It is 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 and suffer,
because they are left
With memories of love
that was meant to be,a love that was.


At the beginning and at the end of a relationship,
we are embarrased 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 have to
But because we had to.


In letting go,sorrows come
not as a single spy but in batallion.
It seems that evrywhre you go
evrything you do,evry song u hear
evry turn of your head,evry move of your body,
evry beat of your heart,evry blink of your eye
and evry breath you take always reminds you of him.
It's like a stab of 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 ends with "....and they live happily ever after...."


Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to temporarily let go off the pains.
Evry beginning has its ends like evry dawn has its dusk.
It's something we can't control,something we had to live up.


It's over.He's gone.
But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place and time.
Whre 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.
Somewhre.Somehow.Someday.