Let go

It's such a touch-and-go existence that we lead. I'm still getting used to it.
Like take this for instance- one day you're holding hands and feeling the rush of adrenalin that flows through your body that split second before you kiss.
And the next, you're not because you've decided to be friends. And not the kind with benefits either.
You know it's the right decision because the uncertainty you've been experiencing the past couple of days has disappeared, leaving behind relief.

But that doesn't make it any easier, does it?