PAST.GONE.LET GO.

it is now considered a past, a piece of memory or just an experience which i can't do anything more about it. its useless even for me to cry now, to scream at you now or spending efforts to bring everything back to perfect. cracks are visible no matter what unless i'm a piece of metal which can be melted by high temperature and reform. but are you hot enough for that?? i didn't even cried after that because i just lost my way on that path and had left that sadness some way behind me. is that better then keeping those grieves in my heart? i had learnt to accept the truth and told myself that its not the end of the world. trees and flowers still bloom every spring even i cry. i'm letting go......