Though my heart is completely lost, I remind myself that I can only stay here.
I am slowly letting go of my scars. I am using all of this hurt to be a better person. And for each day, I am learning how to love myself a bit more; convinced that I will always be enough.
As I saw myself trying to remember the reason why we fell in love in the first place.
I’m no longer apologizing for my body. For I’m finally seeing its beauty. How it is the vessel that keeps me alive. The very shelter of my soul.
Please remember that moving on does not mean that I no longer love you. It means that I am no longer hurting. It means that I wish you all the happiness in the world, even if I am no longer going to be a part of it.
Love is not taking someone for granted. Love is not comparing me to your exes.
For some reason, you changed the meaning of everything. The seasons of my life turned in on me.
I guess love had another plan for us.
My heart is just so fond of remembering.
My brain screamed “I need to stop loving you!” but my heart said “It will always be you.”