Letting Go

I don’t think there’s ever a right time to let go of someone, but in your heart you will feel when that’s what needs done. I believe the toughest part of truly letting go is the memories of all the good times you had with that person. The intimate conversations you would never share with anyone else. The jokes that only the two of you would understand, and laugh about while you’d get the strange looks from those around you.

I don’t think there’s ever a relationship, love, or friendship that’s alike any other between two other people. That’s what makes it so special. That’s what makes that person so special and meaningful. You let them in to a part of your soul that you’ve kept locked away from everyone else, or a part of yourself that you’ve been searching for.

I’ve never really understood why certain people just leave. Yes, I understand that sometimes the path your own in life take you in a different direction than that person. You just grow apart. To get over the pain that settles deep inside of you needs comforted by the good memories you once shared. You have to remember that person and time in your life needed to happen to shape your path. It helps shapes the person you’re still on the path of becoming. It brings you strength you never knew you had. It gives you something to look back on to just smile at the memory of that person.

“If you love something set it free, and if it comes back to you it’s destined for you life.”

I’m still not sure I completely agree with that saying, because even if that person comes back in your life, who says it can go back to how it was. There’s so many ways that person, or yourself has changed.

What I have learned that’s true is always remember how important that person was to you. As much as it hurts they’re not around anymore shouldn’t mean your hateful, or respect, or treat them any less. Treat them as the person you’ve always seen them as. How you treat them should show the relationship you once had, and keep being thankful that for they were present in a small moment your life they were there through that chapter.

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