The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did.
Love never comes with a brochure of rules and regulations, a prospectus with guides of what is acceptable and what is abominable. It’s a standard to follow your heart, and that’s what I did and if doing that hurt you, then I’m sorry… sorry for coming in your life and wasting your time, for causing you an anguish so great that you could not bear the sight of me. Today, I am proud to stand up and honour myself and proclaim to the world… yes, I loved someone more than myself. I loved someone truly, madly, deeply!
Little did I realise how much I would miss those ten minutes, those ten minutes in which I lived an entire lifetime.
No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.