Letting you go was the hardest thing I had to do. Ever.
I did it for myself, even though it meant ripping my chest wide open. It will heal. I pray it will.
Closing the door to you I left bits of myself behind. They are stuck with you forever. Like missing pieces in a puzzle I will never be whole again without the bits, without you. You will forever remain the only thing that can heal me, so I will forever remain broken.
But that's ok. I will learn to live again. I will complete the puzzle as far as it goes, and although there will always be pieces missing, in time, I will forget about them. The empty spaces will fade into the wholeness and become a part of the puzzle. As if it was meant to be incomplete. As if I was made with bits and pieces missing. As if you never once filled them, and as if they never went missing.
I did it for myself, even though it meant ripping my chest wide open. It will heal. I pray it will.
Closing the door to you I left bits of myself behind. They are stuck with you forever. Like missing pieces in a puzzle I will never be whole again without the bits, without you. You will forever remain the only thing that can heal me, so I will forever remain broken.
But that's ok. I will learn to live again. I will complete the puzzle as far as it goes, and although there will always be pieces missing, in time, I will forget about them. The empty spaces will fade into the wholeness and become a part of the puzzle. As if it was meant to be incomplete. As if I was made with bits and pieces missing. As if you never once filled them, and as if they never went missing.
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