I want you to know that it’s okay if they don’t come back. I know you’ve been waiting for them to come back home, to apologize for everything they said they wouldn’t do and did anyway.
It’s okay to mourn the spaces they once filled, to grieve for the moments now lost. But remember, while they were a chapter, they aren’t the entire book of your life.
You have to stop waiting. I know you no longer have someone to laugh with the way you did with them; so hearty and full of life. I guess that’s why you’ve shut all your doors waiting for them to walk in any minute to tell you that they have been empty without you.
I hope you give yourself the permission to let go, to breathe without choking on your feelings, to get up every day, and want to make new memories. And I know that it’s hard to move on, but I need you to know that it’s okay to be alone, to rediscover the person you were before you loved, and the person you’ve become since the hurt.
I hope you start wanting better for yourself. I need you to know that moving on doesn’t mean that your love was less, it means that it’s time for you to heal from all the hurt you were going through. Remember, moving on is not a betrayal of your past but a promise to yourself — a pledge to live again.
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