Of Letting Go

After more than eight years of holding on to a person, you resolved to let go. You felt liberated. Free of uncertain hopes, of unfathomable emotions, and of incurable depressions. It is not cowardice, rather, mustering all your vigor to relinquish what is not meant to be. It is like surrendering to a Math problem that has no solution after it has bled your brain.
It is not giving up for you do not give up on true love. You still believe that it will come at the right time with the right person at the right place.
Rather, it is ACCEPTANCE OF FREEDOM!
It's like being in a deep slumber wherein you dreamt of a person whose persona you created with handful of your expectations and presumptions. You enveloped yourself with images of him alone. You pushed away other people to love him alone. Just him. Alone.
And then you wake up. Only to find out that everything has been a trance.
And then you let go. It's like gently pulling a knife that was stuck at your ribs.
You can breathe again. Your blood has circulated again and you are full of life again!

"....I will always remember now that love is liberty. That was the lesson it took me several years to learn. That is the lesson that sent me into an exile and now that sets me free again." ~~~Paulo Coelho (Brida)