A Reason to Recover

Sometimes it's hard to admit that we are not the best thing for another. To watch them go, to watch them accept someone else's love, to be built up by another is not an easy thing to swallow. And yet, when you do, it frees you. It allows you to see that if you weren't the best for them, they aren't the best for you. No bounds of lust can hold you to that, though it blind you momentarily. It's love, a selflessly true love, that enables one to let go. And maybe, just maybe, it's that same love which enables another to be let go.