Sometimes, we create this toxic rule that by missing someone who became bad to us at some point is a sin.
Or that, we can’t forgive them and ourselves at the time, because in the end,to that other person we may have been the villains even if they were the one morally wrong.
It’s not bad to miss them, the good times. To let go of the bad. I lie a lot to myself and others “if you cross me I will cease to care. For you became nothing.”
Though, I guess it’s not a lie. Though the current you is nothing, the memory of you is precious. Everything good, the potential I saw in you. The fun I had. The laughs, the smiles, the fun.
I forget the moments of pain for those brief moments I still cherish and it’s worth it in the end. I miss it, I loved it. And I know some of you feel that same.
Some of you should just take a moment to cherish the good times, let the bad melt away and just cherish those memories for just a bit, unfiltered. No after thoughts. Just with peace on you mind and heart.
Forgive, but never forget. And cherish what you can.
