the love language of letting go

love that exists in the space in between

whether it’s romantic, platonic, familial or for thy neighbour - I’ve learned that to love is to let go.

letting go of your guards - your comfort, your pride, your ego. letting go of arguments, grudges, and preconceptions. letting go of insecurities, fears and doubts. letting go of structure, routine, and perfection.

these life-aids that we often clutch on to are, paradoxically, the very things we must release to love. you must let go to free up space within your soul, and make room for love to stay in.

for some, this trade-off isn’t worth it. the security of these guards takes precedence over love. the fear of letting go - losing control and being truly vulnerable - are far more important. this is what, in my opinion, breeds avoidance. i know this because i’ve been there. and because i’ve seen it in others one too many times.

for others, they understand that love is compromise. you make concessions. it’s all about letting go and letting in to love.

and then sometimes love is letting go of people.

letting go of people because you know it’s for the best.

letting go of people because you’re in different spaces.

letting go of people because heaven wants them back.

letting go of them, but never letting go of that love. that love exists in the space in between. and you’ll both carry that wherever you go.