You showed me how worthy I am of genuine love. The kind of love you thank the universe for. The kind that makes you want to be a better person.
Letting go doesn’t mean we forget entirely. It’s letting ourselves accept the fact that we are capable of forgiving.
You loved me when I couldn’t even love myself.
Supposedly, this path that I’m on is my dream, a dream I had since I was a little girl, but dreams aren’t supposed to make you feel like this, a feeling of despair everyday, no motivation to get through the week because everything makes you unhappy.
“I still miss you every day but it doesn’t mean that I want you back because I wouldn’t want to be with someone who makes me choose between my goals and aspirations over my love for them.”
Relationships are allowed to fail, we all know that but we never really prepare for the day when it finally crumbles.