Sometimes you just have to pack up and leave. Sometimes you have to do what is going to hurt you now because in the long run, you know it will heal you.
Just because feelings remain doesn't mean you have to stay. Sometimes feelings remain even when something is truly over.
Baby, don't be afraid to break your own heart. I know it's not fun. I know it's gonna mean hurting and crying and being angry and feeling numb, but sometimes that heartbreak is necessary. Sometimes breaking your own heart is the only way to move on and become who you are supposed to be.
You can do this, Brave- heart. You have all the strength and support you need to make the hard choices. I know you don't want it to be over, but sometimes there is just no other choice. You're not giving up, baby, you're setting yourself free to become something greater.
So just do it - like ripping off a band aid - say your goodbyes. Write your letters and cry your tears. Live your heartbreak, and then, take a step.
Just. Keep. Going.
Put one foot in front of the other and keep walking. Stop looking back. Let go of the thoughts that do not make you strong. And when you can't take one more step forward from the pain and fear of losing what you're walking away from, let yourself be carried by the Maker and Mender of your heart. He's got your back, baby, and He's gonna make a way for you to get through this.
A broken heart means you tried for something - and that's exactly what you did. You took courage and went after that dream. And maybe it didn't turn out like you planned and that's why you're here, making this choice - but at least you tried.
And, honey, you will try again. You will love again. You will dream again, and someday soon, you will fly again.
Don't give up.
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