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Love lost

Some goodbyes are an act of love.

We tend to think love means holding on. Fighting for it. Never giving up.

But sometimes love looks like opening the cage. Letting someone go because staying is hurting you both. Choosing their freedom and yours over a shared unhappiness.

That kind of goodbye can be the most loving thing you ever do. It's also one of the hardest.

If you had to let someone go, you didn't fail at love. You practised its bravest form.