October 30, 2016
Day 2,438. The beauty of it is that I wouldn't feel offended at all. I had your love and that is enough. I lost it and that's okay. Looking back, it was happy. You were happy. No amount of could haves or should haves can make me regret what I said or did not say. Maybe I could have loved you more? But you will leave anyway. That's how it is. A person is never a possession. You hold tight, then you let go, you grovel, sure, but there's a limit. You will always be my balm, my peace.