Accept it. That became my mantra as I was dragged behind my life, letting it throw me in every direction instead of up. Accept it like there was no other choice because there really wasn't any. Luke was gone and I had to forget about him. I had to embrace the fact that he's happier now that I've let him go. I had to pretend to be happy for him even when I'm not and concentrate, not on his life, but on
Moving on.
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Letting Him Go
Short StoryYou can't hold him back from his full potential You can't be the one to make him bleed You can't be the one to save him soul So you can't be his anything You can't stop his heart from breaking You can't soften each and every blow To stop all of this...
