It’s so very hard to let go. It’s so very hard to get over the ugly situation that has happened. It’s so very hard not to blame ourselves on mistakes and clumsiness. It’s so very hard to get a grip on the reality which is “now”. It’s so very hard to stop hurting every time the flashback came like a ghost haunting and weighing down the weary soul. Then I paused and let my sore heart ache for a while. I cursed in my mind and tried to be grateful of my present now. I let myself drowned in the “hard” part.
But it’s not impossible; to move forward, to learn from the past and to breathe again.
–Out of breath, I am left hoping someday I’ll breathe again. I will soon.