i don't need to hold on anymore.
what? really?
that means this change is real.
and the past is the past.
and memories are memories.
good. bad. beautiful. ugly.
memories.
and goodbye is goodbye.
i don't need to hold on anymore.
this statement gives me permission to leave.
and all i needed was a nudge.
an okay.
to stop looking back anxiously.
to stop reaching back apprehensively.
this statement changes things.
and i have to remind myself of it.
i am free to let go.
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