I still can not let it go.

Last weekend, I had another date. We had a great night, at least from my aspect. There was a time that I was moved. I thought I fell in love, even though I knew her appearance is not my dish. Actually, I did not distinguish the love from my other emotions, such as happiness, until I had seen my ex-girlfriend in my dream where I hold her arm not let her go. It is ironic, isn't it? I can only feel my love sensation through the debris of my former love.
My emotion is just like a surface of a pond, it ripples when blowing. Time has been passed. When the wind stops, my tranquil has not been coming yet. I still can not let it go.