Some part of this were from Emily Rella. We have almost the same things to say.
Sometimes, letting go of someone means putting an end to a one-sided fight. And when you can recognize it as that, everything becomes much easier.....(though it's still not easy for real..)
I got to a point where I realized that no matter what grandeur and good the future may have held for us, it could never take back the cowardice and apathy that I had seen before. I would never be able to erase that; I could forgive but not forget, and in not being able to forget, I would always see a different person.
I have accepted the fact that the love he has for that other woman is something I cannot change. He dream for her, long for her, so I decided to exclude myself from that equation. He cannot be with me while his heart is towards her. Day after day while we were together I felt his hesitation. I felt his heart wishing to be the man who's sitting next to her. Wishing that it's the both of them who has the picture of being a happy couple. I saw it all in his eyes. I felt it in the way he treated me. It cuts my soul and broke my heart. It's too painful. "So what's the sense of staying? " I told myself.
For the good of both of us a decision has been made. I had loved him, but I didn’t like him anymore.
