the aftermath

It is weird.

It is very weird…

How one day you could love someone so much.

And the following day you feel absolutely nothing towards them.

It is amazing.

The human emotions.

The survival instinct of letting go.

Erasing all the memories, bit by bit.

It hurts…

The cleansing process.

But afterwards, you feel fresh.

Like getting off a drug.

A drug addict is begging for the source of his misery to find its way back in his veins.

But once his system is clean.

The drug is entirely extracted.

The body reboots.

And you feel fresh.

So fresh that you have enough energy and love for the whole world.

It is like you are capable of falling in love with every face you meet, every soul you touch and every nice scenery you cross.

You get back your ability of universal loving.

You get back your own beautiful self.

You are you again.

You do you once more.

And you are capable of living endlessly.

As if you can cross boundaries and visit all the lands on your own.

You are unstoppable once more.

No weakness.

No pressure.

No anger.

No bitterness.

Just forgiveness, peace and ease.

Once more, you are whole.

Whole, on your own.

And that is the beauty of healing.

You put your pieces back together as you please.

And voilà!

You are a chef-d’œuvre!

Heal beautifully. Do not become the person who hurt you.

LOVE!

Love once more.

Not just once, but a million times more.

Love until the entire void within you is full.

Until the hole in your soul is filled.

And until you find the one person who is capable of loving as much as you do.