Moving on

And so it ended. Not with the bang of a gavel, or on a thundering note, but with a sombre sentence.

Now I need to move on, or at least that’s what I told myself.

To an extent I had already; not because I wanted to, but because I had to. It didn’t make sense to cling on to that past and what could have been. I had to hold on to those good memories from the past and let go of all those that gave me pain.

Now I have.

 

 

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