If you release a bird into the wild you don’t expect it to
fly back and hang around you, and neither should you want it to.
So it has to be with people, except that letting a person go doesn’t
mean releasing them, since they were always free to leave anyway. It means
coming to accept that you mustn’t call out to them and you mustn’t expect them
to come back. You mustn’t even want them to come back, even though you miss
them. You may watch them sleeping in your heart, but you mustn’t want to wake them. It
isn’t easy, but it can be done.
That’s why I eventually decided not to send the e-mail I’ve
been itching to send all day.
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