Moving forward.

He was the hand I chose to hold for a lifetime yet he chose to remove his hold on me.

I choose to move on from this. I love him. I never knew I can love as intense as this. I don't know if I could love another like I did with him.

With me, he never could have second guessed because I would give him what he wants in a heartbeat.

With me, he has a friend he can trust and someone that listens.

With me, he never has to fear that he can't be himself because my nature is to accept people for who they really are.

It really didn't make any sense that we ended in that way. There are other reasons that really could have ended us, months ago, yet we kept on coming back to each others' arms.

I don't know why he picked something petty as this. I don't know why love wasn't enough to cover the hurt. I was able to forgive him because I love him. I don't know what really happened.

But I am ready to move on from this. I choose to move forward with my life. It is not giving up on our love but it is a process I have to go to change into a person I should've been and meant to be.

If he ever comes back, I would be firm at my decision to move forward. I had to second guess myself, my worth, my position in his life and my faith over and over because of him. I can't go through that again.

My commitment, at the beggining of the year is to love myself and be open to more possibilities. There is still time to shift that love to myself again. With the help of the Lord, I know I will be fine.