You could try to move on.
I could, perhaps, but it isn't easy. I don’t know where to begin, what to change and what to pause.
Start from within, start from yourself.
Is the problem inside me?
It is isn't it. They let me go, they never held me back. It’s me whose been holding myself back there.
It’s okay, it happens.
No… it’s me. It’s like I am stuck in quicksand. Moving is impossible.
You can try.
Haven’t I done that, already? Tried. I am too stuck with these people. I know that if I love them I’ll let them go. But I do love them, and it’s obvious that I've let them go, but I can’t accept that.
You have to; you have to acclimate to it.
Because if you won’t, you’ll destroy yourself; you’ll hurt your own self.
Perhaps that’s what supposed to happen.
No, then you’ll wrong the people who believe in you. Wrong the people who you love and those who love you.
Can’t I just start all over?
That’s what you have to do, start all over. Let them go, it’s a new beginning. It’s yours to write.
What if I leave it blank?
You won’t. You know yourself better than others, you know you never miss a chance. You are to help other people, cheer them, and be there for them. And some of them will be there for you, always and you won’t regret it. Even for its setbacks.
You think so? Will I be able to do that?
I know so, you've already done that. Once, it’s time to do it again. To let those in, who want to love you, who will love you.
Perhaps. And you…
Thank you, I love you.
And I, you.