11 December 2011
There are moments when I find inner peace. I accept the past and all of my shortcomings. I learn to look forward and start walking again. But I only get so far, because it only takes so long to notice that you're gone--no longer holding my hand. I always wonder why we couldn't have embarked on this journey together, why we couldn't have kept our promises. And I always realize that there wouldn't have been a journey at all if you hadn't let go. Somehow though, it never makes me feel better.
Moving On, Without You • Opuss № I