Well... i slept like a baby last night. Sweet.

This morning, i actually had a bounce in my step.

Maybe this is what letting go feels like. For the first time in a long while, i am beginning to think for ME, and not HIM. I am being selfish but i think putting myself first will lessen all the pain and the heartaches, and pave my path to recovery.

I realise that i am tired. Tired of giving and not getting anything back. So i guess this is the maximum. I know that i could continue giving till the day i have nothing left, but i think being sane and rationale, i don't think i want to.

Love will still exist, memories will still be fond, nothing's changed, except maybe our futures.

I will look forward to mine, and in my friend's words, " your prince charming will appear and sweep you off your feet."

"Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When i couldn't see
For parting my lips
When i couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me"

-Thank you for Loving Me, Bon Jovi