Nobody can predict how and when things end... But we have control of our behavior after GOODBYE.
If all you’re taking away with you are memories, then consider yourself lucky. The last thing anybody needs is to walk away with blood or mud on their hands.
Give both of you the one important gift a failed relationship can ever meaningfully offer- dignity that’s intact.
I’ve broken hearts, and i’ve also had my heart broken enough times to know- it isn’t forgiving the once beloved that’s a struggle... it is accepting that the future will now be even more unpredictable. it is the realization that you’re consigned to having had a guest appearance in each other’s life stories but you will never again be a central character.
You took the risk, and now you know that a person, much like a situation sometimes is only a temporary source of happiness... don’t make the mistake of crucifying each other for sins already erased by the cleansing power of an ending.
That’s right- the jilted don’t get a free pass to now be less for once having loved more. Do not chronicle the events that led to the end. Because you will be judged- not for how much you had given, but for how much you had taken.
Leave as peacefully as you had entered. Because the banging of a door marked exit won’t alter the fact you’re now outside.
And if you want other doors to eventually open, don’t persistently knock and make a nuisance of yourself. Wait optimistically for that new door to open effortlessly because nobody invites a storm in, but everyone always welcomes a breath of fresh air.