Making the decision to look at reality straight in the eye and finally move on doesn't mean that you stop hurting. It simply means you make an effort so that someday, you do.

It was last week when I made that choice. One last effort. It failed. It was no wake up call... life has kept calling on me that day when he said goodbye. It was more of me, finally opening my ears and listening.

I was startled. Life gave me a buzz, I was electrified. I suddenly stood up, draw the heavy curtains back. Pushed the windows open to let the cold morning air numb my face. I found out that it was already numb. Perhaps from all the salt that has washed my cheeks.