The End of a Relationship.

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You tried, you wished and you hope that this was going to be the last time you bid your goodbyes to someone, who was so precious to you. Yet again, things ended.

So many memories you have created, the inner struggle to keep the keepsakes/photos or to trash and delete them permanently, because you know not having any mementos will help you to forget the person faster and move on in life.

The vicious cycle of relief you feel when this unnecessary stress/heartache has finally gone away. Then, the heartache kicks in, so much “whys”, “what ifs” and self-doubts.

You reflect, replayed different memories you created with that person in your mind, trying to figure out what went wrong along the way, or were you fooled by him this whole time. Too complicated, you are unable to conclude. You decide some things are not worth pondering over, into the trash folder of your brain these memories go. Goodbye, good riddance, empty trash, pray and hope that these files will be irrecoverable.

Off to the bar you go, get a couple of drinks, try to get some healing from alcohol, clear your head and try to mingle. Repeat.

Celebrating single life, once again, the freedom of not having to be accountable to anyone but yourself. You spot an attractive face in the crowd, small talk, drinks, dance together, more drinks and you…