Letting Go.

Love is powerful. It is a monstrosity of a collection of a series of emotions that clash to create the greatest high there ever was. It starts off as a seed planted through a series of micro actions drawn from conversation, glances, a touch, bonding, trauma, a vision, and an idea of the ‘what if’.

Powerfully beautiful and powerfully chaotic; when love clashes, the allure of it withers. What was once a vision of permanence becomes turbulent. How do you go from love to pain? Is love not clearly defined as a moment in time where bliss is to reign indefinitely?

Reality often isn’t Sleeping Beauty nor Prince Charming where a singular kiss provides resolve, but rather the annoyance of truth we’d rather not confront. It is important to remember that in order for love to blossom once again, respectfully, within; you must release the binds of it from your spirit so that what has become a hold over your life relinquishes its power over you.

Freedom of this debilitating love is granted upon courage. The courage to walk away, to say no, and agree with the sensible version of yourself that has longed to be heard again. That version of yourself deserves an audience with you. It wants to see the best of you. You must challenge yourself to have inner faith.

A vanishing love doesn’t have to be gazed upon as relinquishing a piece of yourself, but rather as a sign of strength, wisdom, and faith in the premise of self-love. Be bold. Be courageous. Be without fear. Going the other direction may appear as walking away, but it’s you looking ahead to your happy place.