In a moment, without hardly a thought, she just decided. It's time. In that moment, there was no struggle. It wasn't exactly planned. It just happened.
All that had happened. All the pain. The heartache. The betrayal. The fear. The abandonment. The anger. The sadness. The grief.
She just, let go.
It wasn't something she dwelt on for days or even moments. There was no real conscientious decision. It really didn't take any effort.
In that moment, all the weight was lifted. It was gone. The past. The present. The future. Everything just was. She was. She is. I am.
It came without a storm and left in a whisper ...
She let go.
I. Let. Go.
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