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The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.

If it’s fading, it’s fading. Let go and move on.

Letting go of somebody you truly love is not like burning a picture or closing a door- It’s drifting away on a sailboat as they’re forced to stand ashore and watch you leave them. It’s allowing the lazy current to carry you away as you witness the agony and pain etched on their face. It’s screaming apologies across the vastness of the ocean even though you know they can no longer hear you. And it leaves you gazing at the horizon, longing for that shore, wondering if you’ll ever see it again.

Maybe I’m just hard to love.