To me

Enough is enough, dearie.

Dry those tears,

for they are meant for the more worthy.

You deserve so much better,

and you better believe it.

Think of the torment you went through,

to get to where you are now.

Think of those kind people who stand by you,

to help you out of that black hole.

Think of the possible bright future,

that possible good man whom you will meet down the road.

You thought you are over it,

and you are right,

you are over it.

It's just that sometimes,

along the journey to a better life,

you trip and fall.

And the old wound,

that familiar agony,

somehow brought back those memories,

you thought you have left behind.

And it gave you illusions,

that perhaps,

you have never left at all.

But look behind you.

Look at those heavy steps,

you painstakingly embark on.

Thus you have come far,

further than you thought you are.

This is life.

In life,

we reminisce.

For the good things,

we do not mind.

For the bad things,

we tend to be hard on ourselves,

and try to hit them down.

It's alright to be sad.

But always remember,

never let it get you down.

Bad memories are like meaningless ghosts.

They try to find a standing in your life,

hence haunting you till you die.

If you can't make them go away,

at least minmize the period they stay.

Light are the ghosts who haunt,

lighter should you take on them,

when you brush them aside.

Enough is enough, dearie.

Hold your head high,

it's an endless sky.

Move on.

Fly.