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No one ever takes a photograph of something they want to forget.

When it’s over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.

In the end, you will become another stranger. Someone that I used to know. And that’s the best and the worst part of it all. It means I won’t have this constant ache when I think of you. It means that you won’t be in my every thought, my every move, my every breath. Thoughts of you won’t haunt me anymore. But it also means, I’ll forget about the things you used to say to make me laugh. I’ll forget about the way you walked in the room and everything lit up. I’ll forget how you made me feel so many emotions at once that I felt like I was flying. But deep down, I know I will never be able to forget how you made me feel. I’ll never be able to forget how I fell in love with you. I’ll never be able to forget you.

May 2017 be the year you stop standing in the doorway, and actually find the courage to take steps across the threshold into the happiness you so rightfully deserve to exist in. to live in. all the time, not some of the time. all the time.