I Now Understand That We Were Never Meant To Be And That’s Alright

We did a lot of things together. You and I. Make no mistake about it. The two of us tried to do everything that we could to make our relationship work. And for a while, we did pretty well. I’m kind of proud of everything that we built with each other. However, there is still no getting around the fact that I’m pretty torn up about how everything turned out. I even can’t help but feel sad about how we weren’t able to make everything last. I still recall those times wherein I would fall asleep right on your lap as you watched TV. Also, I always remember all those great dates that we had wherein we just felt like we were the only two people in the world. These are memories that aren’t too hard to remember.

It was a fantastic feeling. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced up until that point. Truth be told, when it ended, I wasn’t sure that I would ever get to experience anything like that ever again. I sincerely thought that you would be my last shot. After all, what we had was truly special. And to have something like that end just broke me to my core. It shook my belief in love and romance. I was never the same again.

We Couldn’t Make it Last

We did try, didn’t we? I think that it was apparent. There’s no doubt in my mind that you and I gave it our best shot. Of course, we also understood that things wouldn’t be easy. We were well-versed in the arena of challenge and adversity. That wasn’t an issue. We knew what we were getting into. However, what we didn’t anticipate was the fact that we didn’t have it in ourselves to sustain our relationship after all. There were so many doubters. There were plenty of detractors. Left and right, people were telling us that they didn’t believe in what we had. Of course, we tried to prove them wrong. We believed in ourselves, and that’s why we invested so much into our relationship.

But at the end of the day, the other people were right. We didn’t have it in us, after all. We didn’t have what it takes. It’s true when they said that we would never be able to make it last. We thought that we could be substantial. However, the universe had other plans for us. And right now, even though it hurts to say, we have to accept the fact that we’re not meant to be. Truthfully, I’m coming around to accepting that, as well. We can’t force fate. We can’t fight destiny. After all, we are only insignificant human beings who make the most of what we have. What we don’t have right now is a future together.

We Were Never Meant to Be

Maybe it’s okay that you and I aren’t together anymore. That’s what I’m choosing to believe. It’s not that we had an invalid love. It’s just that we fell in love at the wrong time with the wrong people. The love that we shared was real. It’s just that you and I aren’t meant to take this thing all the way. And we have to be okay with that. If not, it’s going to continue to eat away at our insides. And that’s just not going to be good for our mental and emotional health. You and I have to accept the fact that we are two souls who are not destined to stay together. And as harsh truth as that might be to swallow, we have no choice.

You can’t hold on to this emotional baggage as you move on in life. You must find a way to let this go. You have to be able to accept the fact that you and I were probably never meant to fall in love with one another in the first place. If you don’t, then you are at risk of just ultimately damaging your mental and emotional state. And this would further jeopardize your chances at finding love with someone else in the future.

Saying Goodbye and Moving On

Sure, I’m going to miss you. I’m going to lose everything that we shared. However, that doesn’t mean that we have to hold on to what we had. It’s okay to fall in love with something and let it go. Don’t consider it a waste. Just consider it a blessing. Ultimately, we are both going to find love for ourselves again in the future. But for now, let’s be okay with not being together.

Keep the faith and keep moving on. I love you. I loved you. And now, I’m moving on.

1 comment
  1. Dear author, there is no upper limit for the type of love you describe, were it me, I would fight and try and try again and fight some more.

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