When things come to an end, I had always let go. And in letting go, slowly the love in me floats in time and turns into numbness. The love never leaves though, I just bury it with denial. Contrary to popular opinion, I don't think you can ever fall out of love with someone. Thus, for me I guess it's really not letting go in the strictest of definitions.

Today, again I am faced with the very fond question of letting go of someone. And though I knew senses told me to just leave and begin life somewhere else once more, I stayed. Despite much of what is being asked, I am here. Even if the change will hurt, I put myself in the face of it... because you are worth it.

It is quite interesting to note that though I have talked about what is happening to be similar to the situations of the past, in the end it is not quite so. Because despite things ending, I am staying, ready to start a new beginning with you as friends.

As with every new start, it will be scary. It will be hard. But I am ready to face this with you because I would rather have you in my life than not have you at all. Maybe in time we will find our place, together or in someone else's arms, but right now all that matters is that we have each other in this crazy journey called life.

I'm staying. I never did that with them. I did with you.