Like A Lonely Crane Travelling Accross the Dusky Horizon

I am again confronted by three most dreaded phases of life—saying goodbye, letting go, and moving on. Just when I thought that I have come into terms with detachment, I am again tormented by the pain of separation as I see people leave, particularly those whom I have invested so much time, effort, and love…I am aware that these are inescapeable facts, but going through the usual cycle of grieving over the loss and trying my best to bring my groove back is an excruciating task. At times, I would ask myself, which is more distressing, the one who is leaving or the one who is left? In my case, the latter is a constant struggle because when a loved one heads off for another journey, a part of me is buried, and it takes some time before I am fully healed. The idea of being abandoned cripples my spirit so much that I would always end up swearing that I won’t give my heart ever again, fearing that I might get hurt along the way….

But here I am, taking another chance at the seemingly complex world of human relationship and intimacy, as I articulate these crazy making pleasures I got from loving and losing. At the moment, I couldn’t claim that I have already moved on from the experience of loss, but someday, I will give my heart once more for the sake of love…and probably, go through the same stages of saying goodbye, letting go, and moving on…nevertheless, I will be confident to say that I am stronger, better, and wiser…

Like a lonely crane travelling accross the dusky horizon, my heart bears the pain and it is almost difficult to realize where I truly rest, but despite the creeping darkness, I wait for the night, so that the moon and the stars will guide my way. Even in sorrow and longing, there’s consolation…

Don’t fail to love….

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