Please let go. It pains me to see you holding on. Holding on to things that were just supposed to temporary forevers. Holding onto something that were never even supposed to be. Holding onto to people that don’t love you because you don’t love yourself. Holding onto a you that doesn’t exist or maybe it did, just in your head. Majoring in making minor issues massive for so long you could have 3 degrees. BUT, then again not everything is a minor issue. That doesn’t change the fact that love goes on the way life does and I really don’t want you to be one of those things that was prettier before “it”.
Funny thing is I do not know if I am talking to you or me. Either way let go of that pain, even if it means feeling the hurt for the first time.
Saka regerera. But it’s not that easy, we are old enough to know that. Panotoda Jesu.
Let go and let Jesus take the wheel.