Someone once said: "Not everyone who enters your life is meant to stay. Some are here for a moment, others for a season - and none of that is your fault." For years, 1 carried that truth like a stone in my chest. answer. Every goodbye echoed like a question I couldn't What did I do wrong? Why wasn't I enough? I tried to hold on tighter, to prove 1 was worth keeping. But time has a way of softening the ache and sharpening the vision. I began to see that when people walk away, they don't take your worth with them - they only reveal it. Your heart is still whole, even when it feels shattered. Your value was never in their hands; it's been yours all along. And one day, when the noise fades, you'll hear the quiet truth whisper back: You were always enough - they just weren't meant to see it.