I guess it's time for me to get off my high horse and accept that I could never save everyone. I would always miss a soul. Some didn't want to be saved, some were too broken to be saved that they decided to free themselves.
I would always miss someone no matter how hard I try.
Because the truth was, I was also afraid. I was also scared of letting people in, and I pushed them away before they got too close. I ran everybody off and chose to remain alone.
At one point, I also didn't want to be saved and that wasn't so bad.
Sometimes, we don't need anyone to pull us out of the dark hole we call misery. It was okay to harden our hearts every once in a while and not let anyone in.
Sometimes, it's better to let ourselves hurt all the pain and sadness away.
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