Things change. People change.
When you’re still young, or you’ve been together for a coon’s age [see: a really damn long time], things sometimes happen. And that’s not your fault.
They may have loved you to no end last week, but today they let you go. And that’s not wrong. It has nothing to do with you, just them. Falling out of love isn’t an act of hate. Its an act of growth.
The mind, and the heart, work in mysterious ways.
