BASHingtothesnow

Today, I stumbled upon a beautiful phrase — “the love that remains.” It made me think of you.
You were that love. Maybe not the forever kind. But the kind that lingers softly in memories, in moments, in lessons learned.

Tomorrow… it was supposed to be a day I once looked forward to the most. A special one. But now, it just feels like another ordinary day. And that’s okay.

I still wear the sunflower bracelet you gave me last Christmas. Not because I’m holding on, but because it reminds me — that I was once loved, that I was once truly happy. That even if we didn’t last, there were moments that meant something. That mattered.

You helped me realize a lot about life. About myself. And even though it hurt, I’m grateful for that. I really am.

So here it is — a quiet kind of goodbye.
I’m moving on with my life. I’m letting you go. Fully, freely, and with love.
But more importantly, I’m letting myself go too — freeing myself from the heaviness of insecurities, from thoughts that whispered I wasn’t enough.
Not everything is meant to stay. I’m learning to accept that.

Wherever life takes you, I hope you find what you’re looking for. I hope timing is on your side, and peace follows close behind.

Thank you… for being part of my story, even if it was only for a chapter.
This is my last message to you. If the universe ever lets us cross paths again, I hope we can look at each other and smile — without sadness, just light.