This Is Why I’m Letting You Go

I’m an Aries. I’m a fighter and not a quitter. I’m not good at letting go of people who matter to me, and I’ll fight for them to make them stay.

But you, my dear, I’m letting you go.

I’m letting you go because I want to be happy. While I love any remnants of you, they are simply remnants, and there is nothing to gain by holding onto them, onto you. I deserve to be happy, and I deserve to preserve my sanity.

I’m letting you go because my mind is wild and you are too wild. I can’t and don’t want to keep wondering who are with and what you are doing, who you are doing. I can’t keep thinking of you. I need to think of myself.

I’m letting you go because you want to be free, and I love you enough to not want ask anything of you. I want you to chase after what you want and who you want. I want you to find yourself because I can’t find you. You’re always flying around, too much.

I’m letting you go because I want to love myself, and I can’t do that if I put you above me. Love is supposed to help you grow, and I am stagnant. I want to return to the times before I met you, before I allowed you to change me, even if it was for the better. I want to return to the times when I loved myself more than anyone else, when I was happier than when you loved me.

I’m letting you go because I know there is no use pining for you. I would think of you the whole day and there is nothing productive about that. I am 23, I have places to be, things to do, dreams and goals to achieve. I am much more than what I allow you to define me. I am the girl you used to love.

I’m a fighter, not a quitter. But I’m going quit you and fight for me. I know I’m not good at doing that, at letting you go, but I’m going to anyway.