A One-Person Love Story

So many things only make sense after we have lived through them. Love is one of them: only after being hurt do we learn how to protect ourselves; only after being foolish do we learn when to hold on and when to let go. Through what we gain and lose, we gradually come to know ourselves. The truth is, life doesn’t need so much pointless attachment. There is nothing we truly cannot give up. Learn to let go, and life will become easier. Learn to let go: turn away before the tears fall, leaving behind a simple silhouette; bury yesterday in your heart, keeping only the sweetest memories; let go so that you can both make a fresh start with lighter hearts. A love that leaves you battered and bruised is not necessarily one that stays with you forever. We have come this far with deep feelings and shallow fate, and reaching this point has not been easy. Gently, I draw my hand away and stroke your face, saying goodbye. I’m truly grateful to have had you by my side all this way. I once said I loved you, and today I still do. It’s just that I love you, but I cannot be with you. Like the bright, pure moon: I love it, but I cannot take it home with me.