In your twenties, you may believe that every love should last forever-that if it doesn't, it wasn't "real." But life teaches you differently. Some loves are meant to be chapters, not the whole story. They arrive to teach you something, to awaken a part of you, to show you what you deserve-or what you can no longer accept. It doesn't make those relationships less meaningful. Their impermanence doesn't erase the beauty of what was shared. Instead, it reminds you that love is not measured in duration, but in depth. And when one love ends, you carry forward the lessons it gave you, knowing your heart has the capacity to begin again.