“One of the most painful things you will ever do is let go of someone you love”
In the quiet recesses of the heart, there resides a symphony of emotions, a poignant melody that narrates the arduous tale of letting go. It begins not with a thunderous crash but with a whisper, a soft exhale that echoes through the corridors of one’s being.
Sometimes people will just let you go. They don’t even realise that they are doing so. As each day passes, communication lessens, the calls become shorter, the texts become fewer, and your mind asks so many questions… Why? That’s all you keep asking… Why?
Letting go is an artistry of agony, a bittersweet dance between holding on and releasing. It’s the ache that lingers in the spaces between fingers as they reluctantly unfurl, bidding farewell to something cherished. It’s the silent protest of the soul, resisting the inevitable separation, clinging onto fragments of memories that weave themselves into the very fabric of existence.
It seems they stopped caring. They stopped looking forward to seeing you, talking with you, texting you. There is a heaviness in your chest, an unyielding weight that anchors you to the past, while the mind is in turmoil, soaring towards an uncertain future.
All of a sudden your special person stops making time for you and you realise that they have let you go and in the conflict between the desire for liberation and the fear of emptiness that follows in its wake, you feel you have to let them go too… But you don’t want to.
Every step taken towards release is a battlefield where heart and mind collide, where rationality battles sentimentality. It’s the silent compromise between what is right and what seems right, even though in your heart it feels so very wrong. And yet it’s a delicate equilibrium that demands sacrifice, resilience and an unwavering courage to confront the unknown.
Eventually you too stop making the effort, you pull yourself back, because you know it’s what they want. You stop making an effort to be a part of their life, because you realise they don’t want to be a part of yours. You stop expecting and waiting and hoping, but amidst this turmoil, there exists a whispered truth, that letting go, though agonizing as it is, is an ode to resilience. It’s a testament to the strength inherent in vulnerability, a gentle acknowledgment that endings pave the way for new beginnings.
In the end, the pain of letting go is a testament to the depth of our capacity to love, to hold onto something so dearly that the act of releasing it becomes a profound act of grace. A tribute to the beauty of what was.
But no one told you how excruciatingly painful letting go actually is.
“If you are going through a break up and your heart is in pain… I’m sorry”