I have learned that loving you means letting you leave.
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Updated 5 years ago,July 5, 2020
I have understood the way this will go.
I have grasped that you and I are on different pages, chasing different dreams.
Vince Perraud
No matter the amount of kisses and moments and words we exchanged, your heart was tied elsewhere.
You never believed in what I did, never really had the faith that we would become something bigger.
And Ive accepted that.
And you shouldnt have to.
I could whisper sweet words.
I could run after you with open arms, begging you to walk back into my life.
But ultimately, you know where you want to be.
And that isnt with me.
And Im okay with that.
Ive learned that sometimes love does not look the way we want it to.
Sometimes we give our everything to people who do not return their hearts to us.
Ive learned that sometimes you could care so much for a person, but you still drift apart.
Because you are looking for answers in someone who does not even care to know your question.
Because they themselves are searching for something else, something that does not resemble you.
And so, I have learned that sometimes loving is synonymous with leaving.
With watching as someone walks away, finds their own path, own story, own hands to hold.
Sometimes love is the same as letting go.
And so I will love you inletting go.
Who, perhaps, is what youve unconsciously been looking for, every time your lips met mine.
I will love you in exhaling.
In releasing all our memories and remembering them for what they werebeautiful and fleeting.
I will love you in your leaving.
I will love you as we find ourselves in different stories.
I will love you as you find your way, far away from me.
So often we think of love as present, as tangible, as right in front of us.
Butdetachingfrom you has taught me otherwisesometimes love is what we lose.
