I blog the same reason why I like documenting my firsts. Partly because it gives me something to do, another is that it gives me something to look back to when I’m older but mostly, I keep track of my firsts because I am generally a very sentimental person. The past weekend has been full of firsts for me. I saw the moon rise for the first time, I dipped my feet into a river with icy, running water, I held on to the trunks of mahogany trees when I climbed a mountain like my life depended on it (in reality, it kind of did) and I got dumped (for lack of a better term) by the same person for the third time.
I guess it takes a certain kind of maturity for two people to agree that something is good, but that it just isn’t right, for the time being, at least. They always say that if love is true, and that if two people are meant to be together, they will always find their way back to each other, no matter what. Everyone says that if you want it, you fight for it, but I believe that is not always the case. Because sometimes, letting go of one person to save them from hurting is better than clinging on and watch them start withering. If something is bound to happen, it will happen. In the right time, with the right person and for the best reason.
Here is an open letter, from me, to you. Good luck with all your endeavors. :)
Photos by: Chelsea Ajose and I
Times like these make me want someone to cuddle with. On another note, will I get to see you at the Tumblr Fair? :)
Knit top - Forever21 | Beret - Greenhills | Textured stockings - courtesy of RP Online Shop
Photos by: Chelsea Ajose (@ajosechelsea on Instagram)