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"I come in here and I sit in silence and hear the echoes of who we used to be, and so I wish for patience, and grace, and the strength to just let him be happy. Mostly, I pray for the strength to not make his life worse because of what I want. That's the toughest part, letting go, you know? That's the part of grace that just really sucks."I strived for a renewed hope, I strived for forgiveness, I mustered every ounce of will I have to reach the surface of the water that I was drowned in. I was once broken and now i'm picking up my pieces, putting it back together. I may not seem like a shiny and lustrous glass like before, but I'm better. Way better, really.
I was happy and I was loved, at least that's what I think. There was nothing in the world I would want to trade him for, as of that time. For the first time in my life, I was genuinely happy. I would cherish the moments I had, for as long as I live. I'm starting to sound really cheesy, but who cares.
I'm not hoping for something I couldnt have, I'm just taking a short trip down to memory lane. I miss it so much, I'm happy with where I am now. And I'm thankful for what I had, it's enough for me even though it was only for a few months.
Even if I have the chance to turn back time, I wouldn't. Because if I would, things wouldnt be the same anymore and I have moved on. It was a great experience, and it's for me to keep. It wasnt meant to be, so I accepted it. It's okay, the rainbow would finally appear after the rain.
