Day Seventy Three cont.

After some thought, I have come to the following conclusions:
1) Even if he doesn't move on today, he'll move on tomorrow. And if not tomorrow, it'll happen someday. The thing is, I can't just sit here and wait till that happens. There's no point in hoping and wishing that he'll turn around because I need to sort my own stuff out spiritually before I can even hope to help him turn around.

2) Perhaps forgetting is the best present that time brings. Even though this will involve me forgetting all the things that we've done, all those times we had together. Why dwell on the past when life just moves on? Maybe instead of ripping out my stitches every time they try to heal in an effort to keep remembering him, I should just let the wound grow back together.

3) If we're meant to be, it'll happen one day. And even though I can try to prod and push us together, I don't have a final say. God has a plan and regardless if it involves him or if it doesn't involve him, the plan will still be perfect.