Friday, February 3, 2012

The saddest part of a sad poem

Have you ever listened to a song and suddenly your memory brought you back to a moment which had happened in your life?
Or if it wasn't a song, so what was it? A place or a thing, maybe?
Everybody who ever fell in love always has something, like the dried ink on the piece of paper, memory which can't be easily forgotten.
The main problem wasn't because it was over. Or it was a regretful moment because of an unforgettable mistake. It's about letting go.
Surely, let go of everything that once was ours is really hard-I want to keep everything for me, like, forever.
But sadly, nothing lasts forever. And even more, human doesn't have any ability to keep something for so long in a long time : no everlasting youth, no immortal wealth, no eternal life.
This is where let go of something is the one and only choice that people have.
Difficult? Yes. Possible? Yes.

"And the misery of a person begins just in time when leaving is the only option he/she could have."

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