I've finally let go a one and a half year relationship yesterday. I actually relieved from the second I announced it, until the moment I walked out from the premise. Suddenly I can breath freely, I'm finally released. After a while, during the time I stuck in traffic jam all alone, a sudden reluctant rushed to my chest and I gasped. It's not as easy to let go than I've expected. Throughout this period, I lived with it's existence and it stays inside my veins.
It's over. I cherished what was given in this one year, four months time.
I found the lullaby which Edward wrote for Bella.
Isn't the most depressing that hopes have never exist, but given hopes and taken away. Nothing in the world can be as if it'd never existed.
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