You are no more special than any other snowflake that falls upon my hand.
Letting go is the hard. In death. In separation. In disconnection.
If you love…
Letting go is the hardest thing you will ever have to do. In death. In separation. In disconnection from things you know.
So many things that were filled with intent only to be lost. A face. Some thoughts. The way you smile at nothing and everything…