Take your time. To let go, to move on, to heal. Because I know how it feels, I know how much it hurts, I have been there and done that. It never easy, and times won’t make it easier. It’s hard and it will be harder if you push it too hard. Let alone the old sweet texts, photos, videos, everything that reminds you of that one person you love. Let the heart get some rest before it could feel again. Let you sleep in peace without a lonely feeling you keep having every single night. And maybe, just maybe, I could be there. Just to watch you from distance, just to make sure that you are okay and you could do whatever it is you are planning to do. Let me take care of you with prayer and whatever fragile thing that I might let you have it. Because I couldn’t take any step closer. I’m stuck. At your past.