It’s time for me to grieve

the realization that you may never love me the way I need you to.

It’s time to let go

of the unrealistic expectations that I’ve had for you.

It’s time to stop

living in the past and hoping that our history is enough to keep our love alive.

It’s time to face

the fact that time doesn’t heal all wounds.

It’s time to choose

to live my life to the fullest and make the best choices that I can from this point on.

It’s time to see

things for what they really are and not what I want them to be.

It’s time to find

who I am and what gives me peace in this life.

It’s time to heal

from all of the times you chose to hurt me.

It’s time to love

myself for a change.

It’s time.