Dear old love,

It took me three years to understand what you realised in three months.

I loved you from the first second and I will love you until I die. Because the love I have for you does not have shape, or face, or age. It was born when my acceptance of myself began and I am so connected to this love that I cannot separate who I am, from it. Not loving you would mean denying myself of everything I am today and everything I am yet to become.

Yet I learned that there is a kind of love that you can feel for someone without wanting them in your life anymore. And I am now able to separate all the beauty you planted inside my heart from the excruciating uncertainty of me and you, and walk further in gratitude and dignity, ready for the next chapter.

Thank you and farewell.

-A.