I think the hardest part of saying
goodbye isn't losing someone
It's realizing that no matter how much
you love them, you can't make them
love you the same way
I tried. More than you know
I stayed when leaving would've been easier
I forgave things that broke me
I gave chances I swore I'd never give again
Not because I was weak
But because I believed in us
I believed that love was supposed to
survive difficult seasons
Maybe that's true
But I also learned that love can't
Survive when only one person is fighting for it
Eventually, you get tired
Not of loving them
But of feeling like you're loving someone alone
And that's where I'm at now
Still caring
Still wishing things had been different
But finally accepting that some people
are meant to be a memory, not a forever
So this is my final goodbye
Not with anger
Not with hate
Just with a heart that gave everything it had
And a soul that's ready to move on