the logic of letting go

I was never that person who patiently picks up broken fragments

and glue them together again


and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new.



What is broken is broken…


And I’d rather remember it as it was best than mend it


and see the broken pieces as long as I live.


--Margaret Mitchell

if it's wrong to keep on hoping...

Especially if the situation tells us that things aren’t just for you.




But are you to be blamed?






When someone just keeps on making you feel that things are right...



=(

someone you could call mine than ideal...

when you love,

...never stick only to what your heart feels...
Remember that sometimes using your brain is a necessity.


next,

...never use your eyes to cry for the personwho hurt you...
instead use it to search for the right one.

Lastly,

don't be scared breaking up...
keeping a relationship without love is just a waste of time.

Take note:

Love the one who will fight for you
and bravely face each and every consequence.

Someone whom you can call"MINE"


rather than"IDEAL"...

it's sad but it happens

“It’s weird as it happens, isn’t it?


You still love the person,


but you just stop needing them like you used to..”

when change becomes too constant...

Sometimes...


the things we can't change



end up


changing


us... :(

opportunities and chances...

People are given opportunity to meet the love of their lives…

Some unexpected…

Some through years of friendship…

Some by chance…

Some in an instant…

Only a few have the foresight to see beyond imperfections

and take it wholeheartedly…


When love is present

it won’t require-

…how you look like

…how you dress

…how you are perceived by others

But on what you become when that person is around.

Learn to appreciate the people around you because

you might lose a person who cares

and love you most…

I can say, “I’m over him”

I can say, “I’m over him” a million times and more.

I can stand to laugh as if there’s no tomorrow.

I can perfectly curse his name.

But once he’s around, I don’t know and I can’t explain.

Why my heart beats so fast that I could hardly gasp,

making me want to fall into his arms once again.

After everything that he’d put me through,

he still owns the biggest part of me

and the sad part is that,

I can do nothing about it.

Math tells us 3 of the saddest love stories:

Tangent Lines which had one chance to meet and then parted forever…


Parallel Lines which were never meant to meet…



Asymptotes Lines which can get close but will never be together…


:(

waiting for the real reason. :)

You’ll know if the person really cares


when he asks


what’s wrong

and

when you tell him nothing,


he stays there…



waiting for the real reason. :)

...is a challenge

Acknowledging your feelings and sharing it unconditionally

is love.


Fighting for what would really make you happy

is courage.


Letting go of what you once had if it already belongs to someone

is respect.


Knowing what to do

is wisdom...


But doing what wisdom dictates


is a challenge.