I still think of you every day. I still miss you every day. I still wish every day. I am moving on. I am letting go. I am starting new. But that doesn't mean I don't still feel it. It doesn't mean I don't still remember. It doesn't mean I have forgotten. I know this is right. I know this is good. I know I am going to be happy. But that doesn't mean you are any less. I don't know if I'm ready. I don't know if I should be. I am afraid. I am afraid of hurting and being hurt. But, I know I need to do this. I know this is right for me. Yet, I also know that no matter how hard I try, it isn't changing. I know that it isn't going away. It isn't lessening. And that terrifies me. It is unfair; to me and to others. I wish I knew what to do. I wish I knew how to make things work, one way or the other. I just want to be able to leap. I want to be able to let go and I want to be fearless and happy. But something is holding me back. I want to dive head first into the opportunity I have in front of me. But something is lingering. And I want it gone.