The warm coffee you set aside has gone cold. The bubbles you've blown have already popped. The iced cubes have already melted. The red light at the intersection has already turned green. The ones you wanted to stay have already left.
I'm sorry to break it to you but some people have expiration dates, too. As if we're not already content with all that's temporary in the world, we become part of it.
As if we're not already content with all that's temporary in the world, we become part of it.
Perhaps you're a witness. Perhaps you've been stuck questioning some unsaid goodbyes because despite the fact that they're gone, you can't deny that they left a part of them in you. Perhaps they gave you some attention when you most needed it. Perhaps they were enough when you thought your lacked. Perhaps they made you feel secure. Perhaps at some point, they simply became your home.
What I aim to offer here is a realization of what is ultimately okay—that not everyone stays in your life. You have to learn that you cannot force people to stay and to be in your life. In the same way that you never want to be obliged to get stuck in someone else's life out of your will. It is in accepting this ugly truth that you quit exerting time and effort in everyone's favorite hobby of clinging on to the past. In turn, you commit to focus on those who stayed and have yet to stay.
You have to learn that you're not supposed to rationalize why they left either. You are not to blame yourself because you are enough. You. Are. Enough. I want to remind you that their choice does not reflect your worth. Walking away can be done even by the most beautiful people, and that includes you. You have the right to walk away from the questions, from the doubts, from the unknowns, too.
You are not to blame yourself because you are enough. You. Are. Enough. I want to remind you that their choice does not reflect your worth.
You have to learn that you are not required to come back to them. In the same way that you cannot force people, you cannot push yourself in people's lives, too. I invite you to zoom out, look at the bigger picture, and save something for yourself. You are yet to discover more people in your lifetime that would effortlessly fill in the spaces of what you lost.
You have to learn to let go. Let go of the passerby who did not choose you, who tossed you aside, who made you smile for a while, who helped you grow. Only then will you learn to become your own home. So allow me to say this again: Not everyone will stay and that's okay. You will be okay.
Not everyone will stay and that's okay. You will be okay.