The Art of Letting Go 2

Today, I am in a state of deja vu. I started deleting messages from my phone again. Once more trying to make room for new memories.

I had saved every single message he had sent me. From the simple "haha", to the lengthy exchanges we had over the air.

I laugh and smile as I read each one before I finally delete them from the memory forever.

Treasured moments erased...The art of letting go...

But you cannot completely erase them, can you?

The sad fact is, it's easy to erase the reason for the smiles and laughter from the phone's memory. But it's more difficult to erase them from my own.

The Art of Letting Go

Yesterday, I deleted 468 messages from my phone.

I had saved every single message he had sent me. From the time we met last November until that fateful January day.

I used to read through them every now and then. It triggered memories. It made me smile. Goes well with my being a sentimental fool.

But when things don't turn out the way that you wanted them to, you have to let the memories take flight.

Close the door. Open a window.

Freedom for myself.

Letting go...

Yesterday, I deleted 468 messages from my phone.

I have made space for new memories and new smiles that have started to come in...