the love i allot for someone, unideal as it may seem, will always have a limit. sometimes i ponder on all the things i've done and given for the person i love and wonder why it's still not enough for him to realize my significance. I have been Disappointed and broken many times but i continue to understand him. My mind thinks of letting go,but my heart embraces him tighter... i am confused and hurt, as he has always left me... i feel like there is nothing left of me to recover my life. i have done my part and as the saying goes "if you love someone, let him go...if he returns, he is yours, if he doesn't, he never were". a new journey is affixed in me now, to reconstruct what has been shattered... to piece the bits and pieces of myself, of my heart. to start all over and be a better me...so the next time i meet him, he'll see the real woman he has given up on. A woman who has loved and got hurt, but despite that, managed to be whole and continues to love...