Time to Move On

I think it's too long already.

I have been miserable for so long. It's been a long time and I haven't picked myself up from the mud where I was. All I am holding is an empty promise of a person too far and too proud to look back.

Where was I all this time?

I made myself believe that all will be alright in the end. I doubted it, but I still held on to it. I was like a drug-dependent fool, looking for my daily downer hoping all the days will go on fast forward until that day she comes back.

You don't know me, but I was mighty before. But with her, I soared higher. But little did I know that a drop from an altitude that high can incapacitate you or even kill you. Since I was thrown away like a butt of cigarette from a height that high, my life took a sudden stop. Stopped, because I believed it was all a nightmare, and I will be waking up soon finding everything is alright and happy as it was before.

But I never woke up for this is reality.

I came to accept where and what I am now. But most important, I came to accept why I am now.

And now, I see the sun shine on me again. This time however, it was real sunshine.

I know I am awake now. It's time for me to move on. How the mighty has fallen. How the mighty will rise up again.

Deposuit potentes. Exsurrecit potentes.