learning that loving someone includes being happy for them in the hard times when you want to be jealous or angry, just because they’re happy.
even if it breaks you. even if what makes them happy means they can’t exist to you.
Losing something precious to you, letting it spread its wings, may be the hardest thing for you but the best thing for the one you love. This can be true in so many different circumstances.
All I know is it would be silly for me to be anything but happy. Your happiness should never break my heart, there’s just no reason for it. So I’m looking for a remedy for the constant sting, smiling and laughing for you instead of looking back.
You are happy, and that is exactly what I prayed for. I have to see this as answered prayer, because any other view is not truth, nor reality and only breaks me into more pieces than I was ever made of.