I don't know

Sometimes there are times when you just have to let go of a thing, you have to let it slip out of your hands, purposely. It hurts, but it is for the good. I am going to let go of one precious thing for me. I have these mixed feelings, feelings of sadness and happiness together, I am trying to live with the happy part of it, and I will be, since I think the thing will be in safe hands and in fact if I ponder and look at the sky, I realise it was never meant to be mine, I never deserved it. Sometimes I just feel its an illusion, a virtual story, a dream, which will just end suddenly and I will wake up in my bed, but as long as I am in the dream, I will just live it and I will make sure that no one dares to break my precious thing.