Sometimes you love something so much that it hurts to leave it , but you must . Sometimes it hurts too much to hold on to that thing you love . And sometimes you let go of what you love because it hurts , but then just sometimes ... you get it back and live happily ever after .

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new . What is broken is broken and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived .

by : oddie :)