And so I decided to move on. actually I was force to move on. I dont have any choice. No matter how much I beg. He will never come back. There are times that tears run unknowingly on my eyes when I hear sad music, when I am riding a bus because I remember times I was with him in it. There came a point as well that I chatted my self to cheer. I dont know how to handle heartbreak when I am alone. My family havent seen me crying. I am tough outside but dying inside. Until one day, the pain was gone. There, I believe in a thought that you can only let go of someone when there is someone who replaces him in your heart. I met John, my religious, handsome, sweet and jolly co teacher.