Let it go.

So ironic. But so repeated. Every time two hearts meet, somewhere, one breaks.
What's worse? When you've been in both the positions. And weirdly enough, you feel terrible at both times.
What's more ironic? When all your life you think you've been great at relationships and they all fall flat on your face, and then when you finally meet the right one, you have suddenly forgotten to be in a relationship. Forgotten how it is to be loved. How to receive.
What could possibly be worse? The fact that you start missing what you had. But wait, isn't this a step higher? Isn't this how it was meant to be? Then what? Why this hopelessness..

Stop looking out, start looking in, says a little voice from inside. And when you do, you see his eyes.. looking at you like you're the only thing that matters and ever did, those eyes are saying things which he never would, all those fights and tears and angry glances all lead up to this one moment. Vulnerable. That's the word. You feel vulnerable in his arms. That's a new feeling though. You know you've felt love, lust, passion and all of those things people feel in a relationship. But Vulnerability? That's a new one.
But you find that being vulnerable is the only way to let your heart feel true pleasure after all the hurt and scars, feel it so close and real that it scares you.

http://www.ted.com/talks/brene_brown_on_vulnerability.html