I smiled nervously and turned away, not just to hide the tears, but from the truth aswell. I hadn't realised that the past few weeks was leading to a downward spiral attack on myself. And just as I had had enough, I said to her "I dont know what to do with myself to make it better?" and thus her response; it came so naturally as she shrugged her shoulders whilst she said it, like the answer was so simple and obvious. It was so spot on and relevant it scared me. She didnt know the story behind my recent anguish, yet somehow, she managed to see the hidden tears and she responded as if she completely understood, like she also, had been in that same dark place and learnt, that there is a way out; "just let go."
And so I carried on walking, leaving behind my reflection in the window, leaving behind. Letting go.
“If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.”
― Khalil Gibran