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I always thought we'd have more time.

More conversation. More Chances.

More memories waiting to happen.

But life doesn't always ask if we're ready

before it changes everything.

Somewhere along the way

we stopped being "us"

Not in one big moment.

Just a thousand small moments where 

we slowly drifted apart.

And that's what hurts the most.

Not the goodbye.

But watching someone become 

A stranger while you're still holding onto.

who they used to be.

I wish things had been different.

I wish love had been enough.

But wishing doesn't change reality.

So this is me accepting what my heart 

fought against for so long.

I loved you.

More than you'll probably ever know.

But I can't keep holding onto 

someone who's already let go.

So I'll remember the good.

Learn from the bad.

And carry the lessons forward.

Not every love story gets a happy ending.

Some become memories 

And some become the reason we grow.