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Saying Good Bye To You Is The Hardest Thing I Have Ever Done

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Saying Bye To You Is The Hardest Thing I Have Ever Done .. You have always been my one. My what if. My intangible moment of clarity in the confusion. What we were? What I was to you? Sometimes crystal clear, sometimes so clouded that I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. We are not kids anymore. We have the timing. We have the love. We have so much fun (most of the time). But it wasn’t right. You see, I love you more. I have always loved you more. Since I was supposed to wipe your's tear whenever you cried for your past life. To be fair, you warned me you wanted to keep some of you for yourself. You did warn me. But I guess I thought you would still want to give me more than you did. More than a convenience, safe security that will always be there no matter what, because we both knew I always would be. I don’t want just anyone. I want you. I always have and always will. But I don’t want to lose myself in the process. I faded into you. I fought for my place in your life s...

Saying Bye to you

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Saying Bye To You . . Our story needs an ending. So here it is. This is me. Letting go. I don’t want to, but I should. I must. Holding on will not bring you back or change your mind. I’m letting you go because I love you. The oft-quoted saying says that if you love something you should let it go and it if was meant to be, it will return. It hurts to have to let go .. I was afraid to let go because the thought of losing these feelings scares me. It is scary to think that one day my heart won’t skip when I hear your name and that someday I won’t miss you with all of my heart. The way it hurts means it was real. I realized however that letting go doesn’t happen overnight. I should have remembered. Letting go does not mean that I will forget or that I feel nothing whenever your name comes up. It just means that I can move forward and look back on the memories fondly. I've decided to let you go .. I still wake up every morning and think of you. Now I tell myself you’re not coming back. ...