It's been almost two years since we last broke up. I swear its because of the chance meeting at the restaurant that has brought back all the memories and pain. Even though it's been two years, the happy times felt like it was just yesterday. And it still hurts to see that you're doing perfectly fine while here I am, still struggling to forget the times we had. 

Nonetheless, I'm sure I'll get over it in no time. Very soon, the memories will fade again, cos I won't be seeing you again, even though deep down I really want to. But no I have to exercise self control and not indulge in stupid spurs of the moment. 

It's times like this that I find it hardest to trust in God, to trust that he has someone in store for me. That the person who is prepared for me by God will come along and we will live happily ever after. It is so so so tempting to just Act on my own will and pretend that God will comply with my whims instead. 

But this time, from now on, I will trust God, no matter how hard it is, because I know it is the best for me and it will be the best plan for my life.