The hardest part of losing someone you love is trying to figure out who you were before they came into your life. It is learning how to cope with their absence, learning how to deal with the silence of a room - how it used to be comforting but now it serves as a reminder that you’re alone once again. It is finding pieces of them in everything that you do. It is waking up in the morning expecting their name to pop up on your phone but being hit by that crushing feeling that the routine you once went through life with, is no longer real. It’s done. It’s over. And that realization will crush you every day until it becomes easier. The hardest part of losing someone you love is standing by the sidelines watching everyone new come into their life and changing them in ways that you start wondering who they are, but because you no longer have that bond to tie them down with, you can’t do anything but watch. Watch as the person you once knew, the person you told all your secrets to, the one who stayed up all night with you to listen to your worries, the one who was there become the one who left. You watch them change while you stay stuck in the past, while you’re still rooted to the very day they left you, still holding onto a thin, thin thread with hope that some part of them will come back and apologize one day. The hardest part of losing someone is going to bed knowing everyday will be a repeat of what you should have already accepted by now. It’s done. It’s over. The hardest part of losing someone is that it was them, they were it, it has always been them. But it was never you - it stopped being you. The hardest part of losing someone you love is trying to see yourself with somebody better, it is the fear of never finding a love as true and beautiful as what you’ve lost. But as hard as it may seem to look ahead, know that you will be okay. You can cry as long and as much as you want, but understand that this pain will not last forever. Learn to let go at your own terms. You will be okay, I promise you. That’s how life goes - you lose people. You lose people that you love and they lose you, but you have to keep going. You’ll learn that some are meant to be lessons, experiences, some are forever, a little while, not long, but that’s part of living. It’ll be okay.

Don’t give people so much power over you that their silence leaves you questioning your worth.

Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.