The moment I walked away I couldn’t stop my tears from falling. It was the hardest thing I have ever done to someone I love. But I realize if I don’t let go, I might fake happiness, and I was never good at pretending, not when I feel the intensity of my emotion. The moment I say goodbye I died a little inside and all that was left was ache and pain.
I don’t know if it was my stubbornness or a foolish attempt to hold on, but whatever reason it was, it was never to hurt someone that means the world to me.
Letting go is not giving up.