I want you to know that I don't think I'll ever be able to love again.
It was the single most painful thing that someone had ever said to her. It hurt at the time, it hurt more after the fact. In all its irony, he was the one who'd moved on with his life, whilst she - the confident one who'd sailed to faraway lands years ago - couldn't find the strength within herself to forgive. To forgive herself. After many restless days and nights, the concept seemed so silly to begin with because in the whole scheme of thigns, this was so punitive. So trivial. But everytime she saw him or thought she saw him, her heart still sank ever so slightly.
Help me let go. Truly.
Take care.
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