The title speaks for itself. I've been here in the site too long looking for that diversion and means to pacify the pain. I really thought I was done and over with him. But seeing him again. Made me realize I'm not over him. The memorie****ame rushing back to me. How he made me feel when we we're together and when we made love. But im trying. I know there's a lot of you here who can actually relate with me....
Yes, Life is often a roller-coaster ride of emotions....It’s full of ups and downs, and filled with many surprises along the way. It’s nice to think that you will always be happy and fulfilled, but unfortunately that’s not quite possible living in our social world. Sooner or later things will not turn out as you had hoped for and you will end up hurt... And you have no other option but just to live life and continue.... I just wish I would be able to break fee of the memories and that it will stop haunting me...
I think everybody will have that one kind of love... the kind of love where the moving on process lasts longer than the actual relationship does. People will judge you for it, people will say you’re overreacting, but don’t let them dismiss what you’re feeling or ridicule you for it. You’re hurting because it mattered. You’re hurting because you’re grieving the loss of something that seemed quite promising. You’re hurting because you allowed yourself to hope. You’re hurting because when he came into your life, you caught yourself saying “finally” with a sigh and a silly smile on your face.
When you both walked into each other’s lives, unexpectedly and unintentionally, you instantly clicked. You listened to the same music and even shared your personal stash of “secret” artists to each other. Your conversation went on and on and on and on and on and did I say on and on? When you looked at them, you wondered “Where have you been all this time, silly?” When they held your hand, it gave you that crush-rush. It was magic and you knew it. You both knew it.
But for some reason, the magic didn’t last as long as you wished it would. Whatever “rush” you had ended in an abrupt and merciless manner — the kind that you didn’t see coming. You were just driving one day and you looked at them for a split second and then boom — you crashed into a wall that you never even knew was there.
And it's not just because you missed the sex... But it was actually because you know deep inside you... That you have loved him...
