we broke up today.
It was the most beautiful thing.
No anger. No hate. No resentment. Just life circumstances. Sometimes there isn't enough magic in the world... at least not enough to keep us in the same country.
But he said something that stuck with me.... "we loved gently. And we leave gently."
For the rest of my life I will carry this man with me- all the way to my soul.
But I love him enough to let him go... and I think he loves me enough to do the same.
He's the one. I know that. But the universe says it can't happen. And sometimes, you have to respect the universe, too.