Forgetting

Forgetting is easy. You should trust time to do the healing. If you know this brutal truth, you'd actually spend time not sighing over the loss, but in fact learning to cope with the newness of forgetting someone brings. I think it's liberating, you don't regret it, but you celebrate it. You learn to live in the present and you learn to grow. You become aware as a person, of the world, and of mostly yourself. These feelings take you to the depths of contemplation but you emerge a winner once you've let it go. Suddenly one day, it stops to matter to you. You remember one thing, always part with a smile, because that is what you'll remember, the last moments, and especially how you felt, how a certain someone made you feel. And you will let it be. That's how things should lie, you should let the sleeping dogs lie. Because when they're aware like the feelings, you'd never know what avalanche you'll have to face. So it's better to disappear, quietly and with grace. That's a sign of good character.