The First Step...

It is true that acceptance is the first step to moving on but I have always believed that we can never forget the person we love. I may have accepted that he doesn't love me anymore but have I really asked myself if I feel the same way? I guess I really haven't gotten over my feelings for him. My love is the chain that keeps me bound to my past and for as long as that love remains silently burning in my heart; I know I will never forget the person that feeds that flame.

They say that Acceptance will put one foot forward on the road to recovery. But I believed that the only way to move on completely is to get the other foot out from the love that binds my heart to him. For me, Peace is in knowing that I am breathing the fresh air of the present without being tainted by the stale memories of the past. Every time I cry whenever I remember him adds one glowing ember to the flame in my heart. Every time I become sad when I think of our happy moments together blows more air to that burning fire. And I know that As long as there is that fiery emotion burning inside my heart, I will never be at peace with myself.

For most of us, there will always be a past that will remind us of beautiful memories that we wish would come back to life. But the difference between those who have found real happiness and those who are tirelessly searching for it lies in their ability to stop living in their past and wishing for the things that could have been. Happy people are those who know how to accept the verdict of the past and forgive themselves for being part of it.

When we have loved and failed, we have to grieve for a while and then learn to stop loving that person. Only when we are able to do that can we open our hearts anew and learn to love again without having to be burdened by the guilt and regrets of the past.