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'Let them go', i tell myself as i wipe another tear on my face.
Letting go was hard. It was nothing compared to holding on and having hope. I knew exactly why i was stuck, why it was difficult for me to make a new step; i couldn't let go of people who have already moved on. I was always hoping that some way they might come back into my life, ask me how I've been and tell me they missed me and that life is not the same without me. But those were just thoughts, it was never real.
'Let them go, because they have started a new life and stepped on a new path', i told myself as i looked up at the sky. A light smile touched my lips as i took a deep breath.
'They are already walking without you. Now it's your turn to walk without them. You'll be fine', and with this i made peace with my past and started walking, and now i don't see the end; i don't see a stopping line.