Loving someone and letting them go is a process…
Being able to gently close a door, not slam it, not lock it. To finish a chapter without ripping away pages, to read the words without malice, recite them without shame. To say farewell with love still in your heart, a well wish on your lips, a light in your spirit.
It’s finally realizing that, yes, you can love them. You can still love them. You can always love them. Love was never the factor. Love is not feeble or fickle. Love is not altered by presence, not shattered by time. The world’s greatest wonder.
How can it ever be shifted?
It was hard to see before, when hostility, misery, pain, were all you noticed. You acted on these emotions, lashed out, recoiled like a snake. But love was always present. It never faltered. It was only shadowed, only biding its time until you realized your ways. Beckoning you with soft whispers until you accept… there’s peace in letting it fill you as completely as it did before.
But you can still let them go.
You can still watch them float away, stare until their shadow has drifted into the horizon, blending into a world you will never see. You can accept that they may never return, that what you had is now past tense, permanent memories. And in it all, you can have happiness, a genuine smile…
Because you felt something real enough to last a lifetime.
Love is, and will always be… The greatest of all things.
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