The hardest part isn't saying goodbye.
It's accepting that the person you
wanted forever with became the
person you have to live without.
I waited. I hoped. I believed
things would change.
But some stories don't end
because love disappears.
They end because love alone can't fix
what's already broken.
So I'll leave with gratitude, not bitterness.
You were once my favorite chapter.
You just weren't my whole story.