The break up

Its been 3 weeks. I have tried fixing things up between us. What is 3 weeks over the 5 years we shared? The more I get obsessed of trying to make things work again, the more I get hurt. He said he wants to try. But there was no spark in his eyes of wanting to try. The break up had change me. The person I am. It turned my smiles into unhappy face. I became quite depressed, my faith in happy endings were change with "its impossible". The break up had change my thoughts to love. Until such time that I realized, he was not the one causing me pain now. It was me, who is hurting myself. The more I cling to him the more I caused myself pain. I guess it leads me to acceptance. Acceptance that sometimes, not all that we want, we can have. That nothing is constant in this world. I guess letting go and having a dose of acceptance can lead me to what we called healing. And It takes time.