"We often fool ourselves and say that its love only 'coz
when it's gone,we end up being lonely.
"There are many times when we share precious moments.
But later realized they are only stolen moments
So how are we to know? That it's just wasn't so,
that we just have to let each other go."
"If loving you is all that means to me and
being happy is all I hope you'll be.
If loving you must mean, I really have to set you free."
                                                                         lines from the SIDE A band.
Why do we have to part while the love is still there?
Why do we have to suffer?
Why do we have to cry when someone bids goodbye?
Why do beginnings have an end?
Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end?
There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid,
letters left unread, poems left undone,songs left unsung,
love left unexpressed,promises left unfulfilled.
The drama, the bitter sweet and risk of falling in love.
After all, nothing is constant but change.
Everything will eventually come to its end w/o us
knowing when, how or why. And we must forget, not
because we want to but because we have to.

Its over. He's gone. But life has to go on.
Goodbye doesn't always mean forever.
There will always be a place where questions will be answered,
words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited,
songs will be sung, love will be expressed, and promises
will be fulfilled. Somewhere. Somehow. Someday.

In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is
saying goodbye & letting go.
It is as hard as breaking a crystal because u'll never
know when u'll be able to pick up the pieces again.
More often than not, those who let  go do not feel the
pain of parting: it is they who stay behind that suffer,
because they are left with memories of a love that
was meant to be, a love that was.

In letting go, sorrows come not as a single spy but in battalion.
It seems that everywhere u go,everything u do,
every song u hear, every turn of ur head,
every move of ur body,every beat of ur heart,
every blink of ur eye and every breath u take reminds u of him.
It's like stab of a knife, a torture in the night.
Funny how the whole world becomes depopulated
when only 1 person is missing. Just imagine,
there are four billion people on earth and yet it seems
u feel lonely and empty without the other.

Sometimes we have to part because of circumstances beyond our control.
We have to suffer if it would mean happiness for others.
We have to cry to temporarily let go of the pains.
Every beginning has its end like every dawn has its dusk.
                    It's something we can't control, something we have to live up with.

I don't know if it's worth calling art, but letting go entails special
skills  sparkle with a considerable place & time.
Time heals all wounds but it takes a little push on our part.
Acceptance plays a part.
Not all wishes come true.Not all love stories end with
"and they live happily ever after."