Today I wrote a letter, and put it in a card with a small gift to end what was one of the worst/greatest, tumultuous, passionate love affairs I have experienced thus far.
Last night I said goodbye in to him in my dreams, as if everything were really resolved and at peace. Now, awake, I have done it concretely.
I'm crying and crying but I know this is right. It is just hard to put some things to an end, even if it is for the better. And this is to make things ultimately better. But I am still mourning, because it feels like a huge loss.
I'm not usually the one to end things, but this is also supposed to be the new me.
This is hard. And I don't really want it. I am so sad.
meconqueso:
Stay strong. You've come a long way and are doing a fantastic job. Take another look at the poem I'd sent you. Other than that... take a nice deep breath... now exhale... repeat.