We leave things we love behind and jump into the unknown all in hopes of stepping towards kinder self-love.
With some relationships, you never get the closure you seek but the certain thing is it’s over and it gave you more pain than happiness in the end. And pain lingers longer. It comes and goes but open wounds always bleed. You need to keep tending to some wounds continuously since they never properly heal. So you let these wounds be and remain cautious. Love is such.
Happy feels strange and foreign when happiness has been so hard to come to. And when you’re finally happy you’re anxious for it to be over and go to the darkness that you’re so familiar with. But you don’t have to go back, you can go forward and experience the new. Leave the old pain and teary smiles behind. Look up.
She Was Sea 