It has been over a year since I last cried over spilled milk.
Heartbreak wasn't that easy. It was devastating and the dilemma still lingers. Yes, it isn't an overnight recovery for somebody who has given her life to someone who eventually turned out to be a disaster.
Shattered dreams and disappointing expectations brought me the feeling of refute and retaliation. A passionate-heart-turned-rebel fumed mad that it seems like no one can ever appease her...until this very day that I have finally found my peace.
Now, it is easier to let go. Easier to move forward and appreciate what I have at the moment. It is way easy to forgive and finally, cherish again.
Dumbfounded by the love I feel and the support I get, I have learned how to eventually let go, forget things that are over and done and finally start anew.
I may, at times, frown because of the things that may bring him to my rememberance but I am certain that even if things didn't go the way we wished it would be, I would still not regret that I have made the right decision of finding and loving myself again.
To my newfound peace, I am grateful you came. Words do not suffice how much I mean the word THANK YOU for making me realize my worth. Thank you for the countless times of making me feel loved and accepted. Thank you for helping me grow in the Lord and for supporting my spiritual life. Thank you for your seamless effort to make me happy. As you always say, it is never too late to create a new past - a new, happy and lovely past and from hereon, life will be more meaningful with you!
