It is over. But in some ways it isn’t.
You’re still my person, even if I’m not yours.
I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time. But this time it felt final. Like I would never see him again, or that when I did, it would be different - there would be a mountain between us. I knew it in my bones. This time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go.
Manche Wörter lassen dich nie wieder los. Manche Sätze verlassen nie wieder dein Herz.