This, no matter how much it does not make sense at the moment, is your clean-slate beginning.
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Updated 8 years ago,August 5, 2017
Your heart shattered to a million pieces.
You reached the end of your rope.
Korney Violin
You were faced with the bitter reality that, although you put up a good fight, youve lost.
You now see that it is inevitable: you oughta move on.
You are at a crossroads.
Korney Violin
You feel like a lost puppy.
For how could you not?
He was your compass, your GPS, your guiding star.
He led the way and you blindly followed.
And now that hes gone, you dont know where to go.
You pick up that phone but you remember you have no one to send that text message to.
The deafening silence of your phone kills you.
All of the sudden youre free on weekends, but youve got no one to spend your time with.
So you embrace it.
You welcome the change.
You slowly rise up from the fall.
You do not pick up the pieces of whats already broken.
Instead, you leave the pieces untouched and start from scratch.
You rebuild yourself, and the life you had before him.
You work really hard only to find yourself diving back in, taking the plunge.
What happened to Ill never take you back?
To I will make it on my own and I dont need you in my life?
How can you forget how good it felt to not worry about anyone else?
To finally connect with friends you have not seen in a while?
To talk to your best friend for four hours because no one else is going to call anyway?
Werent you enjoying your new-found freedom?
You had come a long way, why throw all of it away?
Maybe your progress was not in sync with the timeline you had in mind for moving on.
Maybe the frustration of being stuck in the middle of not-hurting-as-much and but-Im-still-hurting got the better of you.
Maybe it was unbearable being outside of your comfort zone him.
Or maybe you did not give it enough time.
Maybe you did not try hard enough.
Maybe it was easier to dive back in than to swim away.
Maybe that phone call came to soon the one you know you shouldnt have answered.
Then maybe you wouldnt have been sucked back in.
You wouldnt be back to where you started.
Maybe if you stop running back, you wouldnt come full circle.
Maybe the reason why you couldnt move on was because, deep inside, you were still holding on.
In the depths of your heart you really did not let go.
Maybe you did not really give your heart the chance to heal.
Because maybe if you did, just maybe, youd be happier.
