Back to you // how are you?

I have so many damned drafts, let’s slowly see why I didn’t publish them before.

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4 October 2016

You know that feeling, when you lost something precious and cry for hours but end up having to accept it?

The regret doesn't go away, self blame is inevitable, frustration leads to resignation, and eventually, sorrow.

As time passes, these feelings slowly fade but a reminder of that precious object brings them back to the surface

And surprisingly, it feels much more worse even though you thought you had forgotten what those feelings felt like

This is how losing you made me feel 

Maybe I don't think of you as often as I did as before. Maybe such reminders are not as noticeable to me as before

But when I do think of you, when reminders do appear, my heart hurts just the same as I did on the day I lost you. But just like how a lost object is forever gone, I lost you forever and just like how a lost object can only be found with luck, only luck can help me get back to you

And that doesn't say much

The only way to get rid of these feelings is to let go of the object, to let go of you but one can never detach from people and things with such sentimental value 

How does one let go?