each day it gets a little easier. I think this is both good news and bad news. Good news because I am moving on and learning to cope. Because I starting to move forward with my life. But also bad news for the exact same reason. Moving on also means closing that chapter in my life. It means letting him go. I think that’s what I’m scared about most, is letting him go.
But It’s nice to know that I was that for someone. I was their person and they were mine. I had everything that girls dreamed of. I fell in love and they loved me too. I had it all. But sometimes having it all and being in love just isn’t enough. I think that’s the really tricky part. Making it work.
I’ve also realized that loving you or anyone for that matter doesn’t mean I have to love every single part of them too. I don’t have to love your flaws.