No matter how much I dwell on it, I can't change the past. I can't change the promises that were broken, I can't take back the words I said, or the words you said, I can't change how you used me. I can't change how I took you for granted. The only thing I have control over is how I choose to walk away from this and choose to walk in freedom. You can't take me with you. You can't have that piece of me anymore.
I can throw a pity party and claim how much I hate you, or anyone remotely like you. But there is no such thing as hate when my heart is enveloped in His. He who knows no hate. He who is only about love. I choose right now to wash my hands of you, of everything that happened, and move on. No more obsessing, no more insomnia, no more "what if", no more thinking that I can't shut off. I will be still. I will know that He is God. And I will not worry anymore.
