Sometimes, Love Means Leaving
Maybe if you really love someone like you say you do, when you find a million reasons to leave, you will actually have the grace to leave and just let the one reason go with gentleness and humility. For nothing is beautiful and healthy in a relationship that does nothing but hurt and damage each other, for love should be the only thing in the world that shouldn’t ache.
And maybe relationships shouldn’t be that difficult.
It won’t be perfect too. There will be trials and misunderstandings, but it shouldn’t come to a point where it destroys you more than it builds you. Maybe relationships, unlike the lies they made us all believe, is not a series of arguing and yelling, not a cycle of breaking up and making up. It does not fixate on damages and scars and heartache in the middle of the night.
Maybe if you’re really meant to be together, love will not be such a difficult task to maintain. It should be easier. Not saying it’ll be comfortable all the time, but it sure won’t be draining and exhausting. For love should be building each other in love and in encouragement. It’s allowing each other to bloom at their best possible state. It’s letting them fly and be whoever they want to be, it’s supporting them, it’s looking at them and knowing that the struggle is existent but it’s not the centerpiece of the relationship.
So maybe when it hurts too much, and the struggle is constant, and the breaking is already evident, maybe it’s time to leave, regardless of the years and the memories – leave, because they’re not the one for you. You don’t want many more years of fighting. What you want is many years of loving and caring, of mending and laughing, of peaceful trials, of certainty, of joy and that’s what you deserve. And you’ll get that, you’ll get there.