It's been three weeks after my so-called closure. Somehow i made it so that i could smile normally again, not the forced grin that i had to wear during the last 3 weeks. I didnt know it could be this hard to make myself ok again.   i felt dead on the days after i talked with him. I hated it that there was no longer that certain something in his voice when we spoke. He even sounded irritated when he said hello ...

... and at the end of it all, the hurt and sadness just fades. You would realize that there are other things that you have to consider aside from love. Like work, doing the laundry, walking... even as mundane a task as rearranging the things in your room. Anything that can get your mind off unrequited love.

But he would remain there... in the deepest recess of my heart. A person who i might never see again but would always remain beside me. He would always be special. I guess no one could take his space.

He is a lesson that i keep on learning over and over again. And i had to let go over and over again. As like every human being, i have to move on with love... I just hope that i can feel how to love again. Because right now I know im incapable of it...

It's funny how i had to wait for 3 years before giving up on him. I know it was my fault why we broke up. I guess i dont have any right to stop him for finding a better person, better than me.

This was my lesson on love.

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