I’m ready…
There are some things that is simply hard to let go. Your first pay, first car, memories of your first date, memories of both terrible and pleasurable things, all of these things are hard to let go, specially your first real love. I have met many women in my life, they come and go, I became a good friend and companion to them. I tried to understand women through them, I’ve learned things and saw thing in a different light. It was inevitable for me to like some of them. I’ve always thought that she was the one for me, but as they say, the best was yet to come. Therefore, to make the long story short, the best did come, and I was overwhelmed by this person that I forgot lots of things, made me go crazy, really. She was a sight to see, but after several attempts it really seems that she’s a hard case to crack.
I really gave up on her when something happen just recently. It may be a small matter to you guys, but to me, it has bigger meanings to it.
I was surfing the net, Facebook to be exact, and I saw her account. I was really hesitant at first to add her up to my friends list. Then there came a time where I gathered up my courage and clicked the button. I’ve waited patiently for her response. Days went by and I was getting bored. I checked up her account and saw that my request has been turned down.
I pondered on this one, did she accidentally or really outright clicked the “Ignore” button. I’ve been thinking about it all night and I came up with the answer, she did outright clicked the button. It was hard at first, feels like hell, then after some thinking it was all made clear, she doesn’t want me in her life, so I decided to walk the opposite direction, letting go of everything concerning her, I admitted that it was a vain pursuit, time and money was already wasted, there’s nothing I can do about it anymore.
I’m ready to walk again, live again without her memories disturbing me. I’m ready to let her memories die out in time, and most specially, go to church without being bothered badly.
As I always say, Dust it off.
AN: I’m no hater! This is not a post saying that I hate that person for doing that. It’s more of like I’ll-not-bother-you-again statement or “It’s ok, no worries, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
