i used to think love was about holding on no matter what, but now I see that i'ts also about knowing when to stop trying, I will remember you quietly, I will wish you well silently, and my heart will realize that my final act of love was not only for you, it was for me too...
Hope keeps me alive in seasons where motivation disappears. I may be tired of the struggle, but I’m not done believing there’s something better waiting for me