goodbyes
Goodbye is just that—goodbye. And breaking up is always a little cruel; it hits you hard, like a slap in the face. It still hurts like hell to think about all those beautiful memories, and I’ve come to realize that time doesn’t actually heal. You just learn to accept that not everything will be okay. Sometimes, life punches us right in the face. Letting go is a quiet surrender, a soft release of the weight we once carried. It’s the moment when we realize that holding on too tightly only binds us to pain. In the space between holding and release, we find the freedom to breathe again. Letting go isn’t forgetting, it’s making peace with what was, and welcoming what will be. It’s a slow unfolding, like petals in the morning light—soft, inevitable, and full of grace. And in the quiet of letting go, we discover that not every goodbye is the end—it’s a doorway to something new. We find strength in the spaces left behind, and as we walk forward, the heart blooms again, softer, wiser, ready to ...
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