Heart heavier than ever, but you will never see me reaching out and trying to fix things ever again. I've done that too many times already. I kept choosing understanding even when I was hurting, kept giving chances even when things stayed the same. At some point, I realized love shouldn't always feel one-sided. It shouldn't always be me trying to save something alone. I still care, and maybe a part of me always will, but I'm finally learning that caring for someone doesn't mean losing yourself in the process. Sometimes people stop trying not because they stopped loving, but because they got tired of carrying everything by themselves. This time, I'm letting go quietly and choosing the peace I kept begging for in places that only gave me pain.