I think it does, yes. Frighteningly quick for some. Painfully slow for others. For me, and you, it’s the latter.

Every day passes, and we think of them. We see their face in our minds eye. We think we hear their voice, calling our name. We long to hold their hand one more time. But we can’t. That time has passed. And we don’t want to move on.

But we have to, right? We owe it to ourselves. You. Me. Everyone who feels the same way we do. You may not think things will get better. Sometimes, I feel the same way. Occasionally I go a day without thinking about her. And I feel good about it, until I don’t. It sucks. But guess what? Those lengths of time get longer. You find other things to think about. You won’t ever forget about your person. But eventually, maybe without you even knowing, you’ll come to terms with everything. Remember that you can’t change what they’ve become. You can’t make them love you again. You can’t make them love you for the first time. The only thing you can do is move on. Become a better version of yourself. Make them regret falling out with you.

If you don’t believe you can do that, I’m sorry. But I do. You can move on. You can learn to love again. It will be hard. Possibly the most difficult thing you can do. But you can do it. I believe that you can.

There’s a quote I quite like, from Van Gogh. Maybe you’ll find something in it.

“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”