People always say that when you love something, you should let it go. I never really understood this phrase. For if you love something, why should you make it leave. It will get you nowhere but sadness and a wondering, whether if they will ever think about you again, or where they are, even if they’re worried about you. So what I’m saying is, if you love someone, keep them. You never know when they will just leave and ever come back.
That’s exactly what happened to me. What my story is about, how I let my selfish ego get in the way. I lost the one I loved the most, leaving me wondering what I could have done differently. I guess why I’m saying all of this is because I’m going crazy. All these moments just replaying in my head, I finally need to just get it all out and my story is exactly how I’m going to. This is the story of how someone completely changed my life. They gave me a chance to live, a chance to see a different, wonderful side of me, and a chance to let me have the most breathtaking love story I wouldn’t trade for a second.