Maybe your journey was never meant to be about loving another person. Maybe it was about finding your way back to yourself after all the ways you forgot who you were. It’s easy to lose pieces of yourself when you're always giving — your time, your energy, your heart. You confuse their needs for your purpose, their silence for your failure. But maybe the lesson was learning that you don’t need someone else to validate your worth. Maybe love was always meant to begin within, to teach you how to stand whole, even when alone. There’s a kind of freedom in realizing your healing isn’t tied to someone staying or leaving. You begin to understand that not every chapter requires a co-star — some pages are meant to be written in solitude, inked with your growth, your strength, your rediscovery. This journey might have felt lonely at times, but it brought you back to the parts of you that were never truly lost, only quiet. And now, with your own light leading the way, you finally see: maybe it was never about finding love in someone else, but about becoming the love you always needed.