I’ve realized that he was an experience that I had to go through to grow…I essentially had to lose myself in love (or what I thought was love) so that I could love myself better (Marsha Ambroisus, you could not have come up with a better song).
Two years later and 500,000 thousand running miles later, I’ve finally learned to exhale and let go of the things in the past…and just be free to be…
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