Moving On

I saw him staring at me.

He was smiling. That smile which once attracted the butterflies from all over the universe right to my stomach. The smile which once had the power to make me go weak in my knees, in the blink of an eye.

Little did he know that the smile had ceased working wonders.

Yes, I have moved on.

I had waited for too long. And he had wasted his opportunity. I wish he realises it, someday. I wish he realises that he was foolish to let go of the only person who had been there for me for two and a half years, through every single obstacle, every heartache, constantly helping him to gather all the warped bits and pieces of his life. I wish he realises that you get one shot at keeping the euphoria constant in your life. He had it, and he let it go. I wish he realises what he had done was wrong. I wish he realises that I was worth making the efforts for.

Or, maybe I actually am overestimating myself here. That is an equally probable scenario. Either way, I am happy now. And, at the end of the day, happiness is all that matters, right?

But, still, it hurts at times.
All the said and unsaid promises die an unnatural death. All the dreams, carefully nurtured, shatter, just like that. It is bound to hurt, no?

But, I have realised that anyone who makes me doubt my self worth isn't worthy enough to be a part of my life. No. Not any more.

Hence, I let go of him.

Because, somewhere, someone, the one who is just THE one for me, is waiting. And we will meet. No, I do not believe in soulmates. But I do believe in true love. The kind of love which makes you feel like all your past romantic involvements were nothing but a kiddish infatuation.

The real thing. I am now ready for it.

So, I don't regret being with him. I don't hate him. I am thankful to him.

For making me realise that I deserve a lot better.

Self realisation, and ONLY self realisation helps you to move on. Take my word for it friends, nothing else remotely comes close to it.

He's still staring at me.

Ah, time to end it. It's getting pointless now.

I touch the 'delete' option. Next, I touch 'okay'. And, done!
Yes, my gallery is free from all his traces now. Finally, a sense of freedom. 
It's rewarding. It's relieving.

No looking back from this point.
No losing this sense of comfortable bliss.
At the end of the day, happiness IS all that matters.

:)

-E